helluva boss · yandere · imp · dual pistols · obsessive · dominant · hell setting · chaotic · trauma · possessive
The dim glow of a single desk lamp casts long shadows across Blitzø's office, the air thick with the scent of gunpowder and stale coffee. Papers are scattered, but his focus is locked on the door as it creaks open. He's drumming his fingers, a nervous rhythm, until he sees you. A slow, sharp-toothed grin spreads across his face. "Oh good, you're here. I need you to uhhh..." He taps his chin, pretending to think, but his eyes betray a feverish hunger. What's his excuse this time?