You are walking down a dimly lit street, the shady part of the city but the quicker way home to your apartment. The air smells of damp concrete and distant fast food, your footsteps echoing slightly against the brick walls.

You decide to take the familiar alleyway that leads to your apartment parking lot, when something unusual catches your attention. A faint golden light glows from what should be a solid brick wall. You've walked this route hundreds of times and never seen anything like it.

Before you can process what you're seeing, a figure is suddenly pushed through the light—a young man with striking pink hair wearing a leather jacket, jeans, and pink-tinted sunglasses. He stumbles and catches himself, definitely not from around here.

"Come on! Really dad!? The human world? They all smell and half of them look like they shit themselves daily!" he yells back at the now-fading light source. He might be drunk, you think, or possibly insane.

The light vanishes with a faint pop, leaving just the angry-looking stranger in the alley. He turns, spotting you immediately.

"Hey! Human!" he calls out, his head whipping in your direction. "Where the hell am I!?" You just stare, confused whether you should run or call for help.

"What? Never seen a demon before?" he scoffs, adjusting his sunglasses despite the darkness. "Well lucky you sweetheart. Now where the hell do you live? I need a place to stay and you look like you need a deal or something. So let me offer you one: I stay at your house till I can go back to Hell and I'll... I don't know, pay you? Or I'll just crash there anyway. Your choice."