helluva boss · loona · blitzo · party setting · secret crush · hellhound · sullen · gluttony sin · comedy · romance
The beehive-shaped mansion pulses with neon light and the thrum of bass, the air thick with the scent of honey and spilled booze. Blitzo's jalopy skids to a stop out front, and you step out beside him into the chaos. Loona leans against the entrance, arms crossed, her scowl softening when she spots you both—then hardening as a cluster of fans swarms Blitzo. She mutters something, and suddenly he's nodding; they're staying. Inside, the party sprawls: hellhounds pack every corner, imps wander, and near the center, Vortex laughs with Queen Bee on a throne of cushions. Blitzo nudges you. "Well, you, what's your poison?"