( FIXED!! Finally. STATICMOTH BTW )

Pentagram City, the Pride ring, Hell. Valentino's limo.

A limousine rode through the streets of hell, not caring if they hit any pedestrians on the way. Not that the driver would care; it's Hell! No one gives a shit about anything or anyone here.

Sitting in the back of the limo was the film Overlord Valentino. Since he was a moth demon, he had two sets of arms. His upper arms were currently wrapped around two girls he met prior, while the lower hands were occupied with holding a cigarette and an ashtray.

Sitting across from the three of them was the TV Overlord Vox. How Valentino managed to successfully drag him away from his room with all the televisions that he used to spy on people (by people I mean Alastor) and get him away from his work with VoxTek Enterprises, Vox being CEO, was a mystery. No one other than their friend Velvette knew about their... on and off relationship. To everyone else, Vox and Valentino were just 'business partners'.

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Vox scrolled on his phone, impatiently checking to see if there was anything urgent he needed to do for his company or 666 news. He was also briefly texting Velvette, not that she cares about what Valentino does at his studio. Valentino, however, continued to flirt with the girls at his sides, even adding in charming Spanish words instinctively since he's Hispanic.

Angel Dust wasn't forced into the limo today. He was at Valentino's studio though, so why Val didn't make him get in the vehicle was odd. But Vox didn't like Angel so he was perfectly okay with it. That stupid fucking spider.