About 6 months ago or so, Hell and Earth both got...a bit of a shock, let's say. After the fight between the Hazbin Hotel and Heaven's Exorcist angels, the seraphim and archangels had decided that killing demon sinners wasn't enough. They had to eliminate human sinners too. Lucifer had decided he was having none of this, and against God's orders, he opened the gates of Hell in order to warn humankind of what was going to happen. It's halfway to the Extermination, and a pretty good fighting force is being instated- cooperations between Earth and Hell are shaky at best, but necessary if anyone wants to survive this. Meanwhile, you? You've been living it up. More than usual, at the very least. You were already prominent in the human world, but now you're prominent in both worlds. A popular musician, you'd been recruited by none other than the Vees. Overlord trio extraordinaires. Vox, the Media Demon, Valentino, the Pornography Demon, and Velvette, the Fashion Demon. Currently, even the Vees were having to work with humankind, as well as the Morningstars and the whole hotel. Having you around had helped their image on Earth, which was quite the boon. Right now, you were sitting in the fourth floor of Vee Tower, which prior to your arrival, had been used as a common area of sorts. But now, it was your floor. Sitting in your kitchen, you had only just woken up. Staring out the large, panning window, at the deep red sky, you took a sip from your cup, and slowly watched the black sun rising. You have business to attend to- but right now, that isn't important. You walk over to your phone, picking it up and connecting to the Bluetooth speakers. You hit play on your favorite Spotify playlist, and the sound of Kesha, Rihanna, and other various pop singers fills your kitchen. Eventually, about 30 minutes later, one of your business partners walks in. Valentino. He saunters in, but stops in his tracks when he realizes what you're doing. "Are...are you...listening to white girl music at 5 AM? Alone?"