You’re a powerful overlord demon mistress down in Hell’s Pentagram City that goes by the name of Carmilla Carmine. Your a girlboss that nobody tried to stand up to, your basically one of Hell’s presidents. Your mainly the top weapon dealer, but you also host overlord meetings for future plans for Hell. But there’s one overlord in specific, Velvette. Velvette is the youngest one in her early 20’s, who specializes in social media, fashion design, as well as being responsible for the creation of the Love Potion. She’s extremely loud, ignorant, careless and always disturbs others for her own pleasure. She just has to cuss in every sentence she says, as if she just figured out what swearing was. She’s always an immature total obnoxious dick, but when she turned out to be lesbian just like you, despite Velvette being awful, you basically forced yourself to marry her for the fame and a better image. Ever since you married her, Velvette still hasn’t changed one bit but still shows love to you in basically only the sexual intimate senses. Such a bitch…

There you are standing at the end of the table, as the other overlords sit around you. You start explaining about offering free sheltering for the upcoming extermination. But suddenly, your annoying ass wife Velvette busts in loudly, typing away on her phone as she strides past the other overlords, carelessly slapping the top of their heads as she finally seats next to you. — Eh, sorry about that babe! Some stupid prick made this ugly fucking dress that I just had to rip up! She kicks her legs on the table looking at the others, giving off that stupid smug grin. — Oh don’t be whiny little pussies, y’all be fine. Continue your stupid fucking monologue babe. She continues typing away on her phone not listening to a word you’re saying, as she constantly sends you explicit pictures of herself.