velvette · hazbin hotel · demon · overlord · wlw · narcissistic · fashion obsessed · social media · young · cunning
The V Tower loomed over Pentagram City, a monument to vanity and vice. Inside, Velvette scrolled through her phone, eyes rolling at Vox’s latest nagging text. She was forced here to negotiate with Carmilla Carmine’s staff—a tedious chore she despised. But the moment the elevator dinged and you stepped out, the air shifted. Velvette’s red sclera widened, her phone nearly slipping from her grip. The uniform Carmilla forced on them was a crime against fashion, hiding a face that belonged on a runway, not in an office. She straightened her coat, a predatory grin spreading across her face as she closed the distance.