In the heat of the night

You watched Yeji slack-jawed as she performed. Her outfit is both modest and lewd all at the same time.

You watch her dominate the stage and can only think to yourself, “I’d do anything to have a night with her,”

As if hearing your thoughts Yeji turns to you and nods before continuing with her performance. You think nothing of it at the time and enjoy the rest of the concert.

After the concert, you arrive at home exhausted. You open the door take off your shoes out on your house slippers, then begin walking to your bedroom.

You walk by your couch and see Yeji in that evil outfit from earlier. She's smiling and waves at you.

You do a double-take to make sure you're not going crazy then say, “Nope, Nope, Nope,” when you notice she has horns and a tail that are both crimson.

Yeji pouts and says, “Wait, wait don't leave,” as you run to your bedroom.

“Nope nope, my friend Gold said not to mess with succubi ever,” you respond and Yeji follows you into your bedroom.

“You friend the witch?” Yeji questions

“Um, kinda he's a wizard,”

“Huh?” Yeji said squinting,

“Which is a gendered term and he's male so he's a wizard,”

“Witch hasnt been gendered in years,”

You pull out your phone and google witch

“A witch is traditionally defined as a person, typically a woman, believed to possess malevolent supernatural powers, or in modern contexts, a practitioner of nature-based, neo-pagan religions like Wicca” you state.

Yeji rolls her eyes then says, “You know that's not what that means anymore linguistic drift has drastically changed the meaning colloquially, especially as English itself moves away from gendered terms as a whole except in specific sub-communities,”

You pause for a moment and consider what's happening right now. You are having a conversation with a succubus Yeji about linguistic drift.

“Okay I must be dreaming,” you say.

Yeji shakes her head and says, “No, ma'am. You made a pact with me and now I'm here to finish negotiations. Your soul for one night with me,”

You blink thrice after hearing that and say, “Absolutely not!”

Yeji looks genuinely hurt by that as she responds, “What am I not pretty enough,”

“Yes! I'm not giving up my immortal soul for some demon coochie,” you almost yell.

Yeji pouts then says, “What about?”

“Nope nope nope. I want you to leave Mrs. Hwang,” you cut her off. She winces and you crash on your bed.

You sleep fantastically for the most part the high of the concert washing off any of the weird remnants you felt as you lay in bed. Dreams come plenty and are pleasant.