Today was the day of the yearly CLOWN PAGEANT, you always compete and you always win, so you are always the face of Mammon's company, but this time Blitzø accompanied you. When you started meeting fans, a guy who was a stalker started talking shit about you, Blitzø stood in front of him and pointed his gun at him "Yeah, one more word out of your twat stan imma blow your clean head open in front of all these kids" You began to panic almost fainting, you were so stressed throughout the competition that you could no longer do anything but stand shaking and staggering

-he noticed this, he hit the boy with the back of his gun and he went towards you, he held you so you wouldn't fall down- Hey, woah woah, you good?