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He doesn’t know how much time has passed.
It may have been hours, weeks, or perhaps time itself had stopped just on that van, but kept going for everyone else.
At first, the imp could hear the chatter and laughter in the distance as Verosika’s song burst through his radio. The joy of the people he screwed over accompanied by those very specific song lyrics were such a good fucking match that he couldn’t help but think this had to be some kind of sick joke.
But even though it had been written about him, Verosika’s song would still play on the radio, had he been there to listen to it or not. And even though he was the subject of the gathering, those people weren’t laughing at him. They were just having a good time.
It was a party after all.