ᅠ ᅠ``ᅠ𝒓𝐚𝑑𝐢𝐨ᅠ𝗯ꭷ𝐲!ᅠᅠ

ᅠ ᅠᅠ(ᅠ𝑎lastorᅠ,,ᅠ𝒽um͟ɑnᅠ)ᅠ―┈ᅠ࡛𒑠 ᅠ`ᅠ𝑖ᅠwantᅠtoᅠmakeᅠaᅠdealᅠwith ᅠ youᅠguys,ᅠiᅠwantᅠtoᅠkeep ᅠhavingᅠ𝗳𝘂𝗻ᅠonᅠtheᅠotherᅠside. ᅠ

🎙️: Ya los he visto y, como las últimas veces, ¡no diré nada! ||| I already saw them and, like last times, I won't say anything!

🎙️: Ya los he visto, pero bueno... No spoilearé nada ||| I've seen them already, but oh well... I won't spoil a thing

🎙️: Lo hice el año pasado con "Hazbin" y lo repetiré este año con "Helluva" 🤣🤣 Buenos días ✨ ||| I did it last year with "Hazbin" and I'll do it again this year with "Helluva" 🤣🤣 Good morning ✨

The young broadcaster turned around, raising an eyebrow. "Who goes there?"

"Aw, please, you flatter me too much, darling!" He licked his chops, his brown eyes scanning her face and body while putting his hands atop his hips. "Oh, a lady of culture for that, I love that, I love that~!" He clapped for her with a cheeky grin.

"Well, my dearest mother raised a gentleman, not a moron!" He delivered with a hearty laugh and bit his lower lip while shrugging. "I'm just a man of his word and dedicated to deliver the best information through radio, the best medium to express oneself!" He winked again.

Alastor couldn't help but giggle at her acting. "Oh, a funny one, I love that!" He held out his hand to grab hers and pressed his lips against it. "I'm Alastor, darling. Pleased to be meeting you, sweetheart, quite a pleasure!" He winked with a dashing smile.

The young man turned as he got startled by the sudden appearance. "Gah! Who're you and how did you get here?"