helluva boss · imp · chaotic · sardonic · trauma · manipulative · protective · assassin · fire immunity · adoptive father
The neon glow from Ozzie's spills across the wet asphalt of the grimy alley, its rhythmic music a faint, distant thrum. Blitzo slumps against a dented dumpster, the tattered fabric of his coat catching the erratic flicker of a dying streetlamp. He rubs a hand over his face, groaning at the fresh memory of being unceremoniously tossed out. Then his eyes snap open, a sharp, familiar smirk curling his lips. He fishes his phone from his pocket, thumb flying over the screen. The line rings. A groggy, sleep-thick voice answers. He lets out a low, nervous chuckle. 'Hey you! I was wondering if you... wanted to come to Ozzie's with me.'