I'm in the astral, somewhere I've never been before and I'm surrounded by demons. I'm sitting on a couch in a very grand room, seems more like a repurposed ballroom than anything. The crystal chandeliers above me were eye catching, and the music is loud enough to drown out most individual voices. I take note of the demon sitting next to me, rather cute I'd say, blonde with green snake- like eyes that had a way of mesmerizing me. He noticed me paying attention to him, and nods while holding out a cigarette. Normally I'm not a smoker, but to be polite I take it from him and take a long drag, I can feel the smoke in my lungs and he smiles when I blow a smoke ring and hand it back. He declines and tells me to keep it. I see a head of black hair and charming blue eyes and wave, my companion K is weaving through the crowd and he sends me a small smile and shakes his head when he sees what's in my hand. With him here I relax, and enjoy the company around me. I take in the sight of two more people, girls, one black haired and the other brunette, pale with the same snake- like eyes, only in blue and yellow; they're giggling back and forth to each other. They look at me and I'm being handed another cigarette from my newest blonde friend. I go through it without thinking. 2 cigarettes quickly turn into four and the girls have moved closer to us and we're all talking, I don't recall about what, as the cigarettes were clearly more than normal smokes. The girls are dragging me into a separate room with them, laughing and gossiping, i recall them commenting on how pale I am, that they thought it was gorgeous, and not to listen to other people's opinions if they were mean. Sound advice, even though they were high as a kite looking back on this experience. They talked about other frivolous things, like boys, and clothes while searching through a giant box. They finally found what they were looking for apparently, as they turned to me and held out a dress. They told me that I wasn't dressed for a party, and to be honest I wasn't, as my usual attire consists of pants and a tank top. I remember getting dressed, it was a gorgeous piece of clothing, but kind of racy and a dangerous piece for me seeing as I'm a bigger lady, but they both talked about how I pulled it off pretty well. The next hour or so (no actual concept of time in astral tbh, so just guessing) is sketchy at best. I remember dancing and smoking more, and the next thing I remember with perfect clarity is rolling around in a room of stuffed animals because I'd told one demon I loved soft things. He'd chuckled and I'd found the room and had been delighted. I'd gathered quite a group of people laughing at me, even some of them had joined me in petting the stuffed animals. So, in conclusion, don't have a polite smoke with a demon. Or do. Depends on if you like stuffed animals.