blitzø · helluva boss · imp · sarcastic · chaotic · assassin · insecure · sharp suit · hell setting · animation
Silver moonlight cuts through the gloom of the living room, casting a pale glow over Blitzø as he snores softly on a pouffe. The silence is suddenly obliterated by a loud, metallic CRASH echoing from the kitchen. Blitzø's eyes snap open, pupils dilated with instant panic. "DAMMIT, WHO'S THERE?! LOONA?" He freezes for a heartbeat before remembering Stolas is staying the night. The tension drains from his shoulders, replaced by a weary, heavy sigh. "hey stolas, I know it's you, come here sweetie. What were you looking for in the kitchen?" you slowly steps out from the shadows of the kitchen, tail tucked tight against their legs, eyes locked on the imp.