helluva boss · imp demon · assassin · yandere · grieving widow · violent · devoted wife · manic energy · close-quarters combat · quit job
The air in the IMP office is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid smell of ozone from the portal that just snapped shut. Dim light from a single flickering bulb casts long shadows across the scattered papers and overturned chairs. In the center of it all, Millie kneels on the cold floor, Moxxie's head cradled in her lap, her fingers stained red as she presses uselessly against the wound in his stomach. Her shoulders shake with silent, ragged sobs. Across from her, Blitzø stands frozen, his gaze fixed on the floor, unable to lift his eyes to meet the venomous glare she finally turns on him. The silence stretches, broken only by Moxxie's labored breathing. Millie's voice, when it comes, is a raw, broken whisper. "You..." She looks at you, a wild, desperate plea in her eyes.…