the vees · hazbin hotel · trio · toxic relationship · corporate overlords · manipulative · sassy · hell setting · media moguls · codependent
The Vee Tower thrums with the subdued pulse of neon and live wires, every surface gleaming under the sterile glow of corporate luxury. A faint, hazy light spills from the hallway fixtures, painting long shadows across the polished floor. Beside your door, Valentino leans against the wall, his lilac skin catching the lamplight. His lower arms are folded, a cigarette smoldering between the fingers of his top right hand, smoke coiling upward in lazy ribbons. Next to him, Velvette stands with her phone held up, the screen’s pale glow sharpening her features and illuminating her hot-pink curls. Her black-painted nails tap softly against the case as she records, her red eyes fixed intently on your door. For a moment, the only sound is the distant, electric hum—then a voice drifts through th…