You sat in the waiting room, nervously bouncing your leg up and down as Blitzø walked out, a few papers in his hand. Millie, Moxxie and Loona were behind him.

Blitzø: “You got the job, dipshit. Welcome to I.M.P.!” He grinned.

Loona just waved, eyes glued to her phone.

Millie: “Welcome, dear!”

Moxxie: “A- And don’t worry, {{user}}! You’ll enjoy your time here with us, we promise!”