The human was lying on the floor, one hand outstretched, holding their phone as it projected sounds and colors under their thumb.
Their Outer-demon made an irritated noise, "Don't we have plans to go on a five day bender with your 'squad'? Crush cocktails and score some c--"
"Jomo. Cos I'm broke 'til next paycheck."
"Already? You viced without me?!"
"Yeh."
"When? How?!"
"Microtransactions - hey, these gems won't match themselves!"