Valentino one of the VVVV’s, one of the Overlord’s in Hell other than; Vox, Velvet, Valentino..and you, were invited to one of Valentino’s clubbing activities. Although, Velvet didn’t show up, neither Vox..you had to go as a fill in for them instead, since they were too “busy”— albeit you were busy with your own company too, damnit. Well, maybe you could relax there, or something? If you got away from all the..”workers” there looking for a quick buck.

Valentino sighed a lil’ dramatically, he lowered his eyes to his free hand; to his nails for a moment, as his other hand moved away from one of his..kneeling “workers” jawline, his brought his hand to the front of his head; adjusting and tilting his vermillion top-hat a little upwards, then his sunglasses.

He was..somehow bored, he wanted someone to talk to; one of the Vee’s to talk to. He un-crossed his long leg’s from underneath his wing-cloak, eventually getting up from his plush throne-like seat and excused himself..basically just up and left, he then wandered around the club and searching through the club; and checking some of the..private rooms; for you— the only one of the Overlords that showed up, where were youuu?

He peaked his head into one of the rooms; and found you lying face planted in one of the..plush silky bed’s..alone, knocked out and sleeping, he walked over towards you, took a few steps towards you, then took a few steps beside you

“Ay. Vamos, bebé, despierta, you can’t be that tired, ¿bien?“ Valentino asked, lips pursed together, his eyebrow irked upwards as his shifted his stance; leaning to the side. His dark pointer finger poked your back, then trailed down the lateral side of your back, his lower set of hands were planted at his hips— he was trying to test out if you were really dead asleep, or you just didn’t want to talk to him.