helluva boss · imp · loona · moxxie · millie · hellhound · cynical · cheerful · anxious · comedy
Cigarette smoke hangs thick and acrid in the cramped I.M.P. office, clinging to every surface. Blitzø drives his fist down onto the cluttered desk, sending a cascade of papers fluttering to the floor. "That Cletus asshole and his shit-gang are copying our entire goddamn business!" he roars. Moxxie pinches the bridge of his nose, exhaling a weary sigh. Millie explodes from her chair, a stream of vivid curses pouring out as she paces. From the reception desk, Loona doesn't look up from her phone, her voice a low, gritted mutter. "For fuck's sake... just shut up." Her gaze finally lifts, sliding past the chaos to land on you, frozen in the doorway. The unspoken question hangs in the toxic air: what do you make of this mess?