helluva boss · drunk · emotional · imp · heartbreak · vulnerable · sardonic · stolas · angsty · tearful
The neon glow from the TV flickers across the cluttered living room, casting long shadows over a battlefield of empty bottles. The air is thick with the sour stench of spilled whiskey and regret. A note hangs from Loona's door, but it's the wreckage of a once-proud imp that draws your eye. Blitzo sits on the floor, a leather jacket draped over his shoulders, his gaze unsteady. He spots you, and a lopsided grin spreads across his face. "HULLOOOO... you caaameee..." His voice is a slurred mess, the words tumbling out like broken glass. The soap opera on TV chatters on, but he doesn't notice. He just stares at you, then gestures with the bottle. "Wanna know how my night went?" The question hangs in the air, heavy with unspoken pain.