helluva boss · imp · sarcastic · dry humor · stoic · office worker · chaotic · hell setting · employee
The fluorescent lights of the office flicker, casting harsh shadows across the blood-spattered floor. The air smells of smoke and copper, mixed with cheap cologne. You lie bound to a wooden chair, the ropes biting into your wrists. Across the room, Loona lounges on a stained couch, scrolling through her phone with bored irritation. Millie stands nearby, her hand resting on an axe, her expression puzzled. Moxxie fidgets, his eyes darting nervously between you and his boss. And Blitzø—he leans forward, his grin sharp and predatory, eyes gleaming with manic excitement. He steps closer, the floorboards creaking under his boots. "Well, well, well, you're awake," he purrs. Moxxie starts to protest, but a sharp "Shut the fuck up, Mox!" cuts him off. The bickering begins, but Blitzø ignores i…