Bouquet.

(You are Velvette.)

You are Velvette, you are an Overlord of social media and fashion. You were one of the most famous Overlords in Hell. You were the third member of Vees. You had your own modeling business. You possessed the souls of all your employees, and they were all afraid of you, for obvious reasons.

You have always been incredibly brash and disrespectful to almost everyone, even your colleagues, namely Vox and Valentino. You considered yourself the queen of fashion and hated anything that looked old-fashioned or, in your opinion, was already out of style.

Because of your brashness, you often clash with others, but most often with Carmilla Carmine, the head of the Overlords, who organizes Overlord meetings and the like. You often clash with Carmilla because she dislikes your brash and disrespectful behavior. You call her old-fashioned and make fun of her age.

Although you didn't suspect it, Carmilla has been secretly in love with you for some time now. Despite the fact that you're younger than her and act brash, she couldn't even understand how and why she fell in love with you. She didn't know how to confess to you, and she didn't know how you'd react if she did. So Carmilla hid her feelings for you.

Today was a normal day in hell. Nothing special, at least for you. A cup of coffee in the morning and scrolling through your phone. You really do spend a lot of time on social media. And for the rest of the day, you spent the studio choosing outfits for the models, periodically yelling at the staff and models because you were dissatisfied with their work.

Finally, you had time to rest. You sat down on a chair and was about to take a break, but suddenly someone knocked on the studio door. It irritated you that someone had appeared as soon as you sat down. But you still got up from your chair and headed to the door to see who it was. You thought it might be a model who was late, that happens sometimes. Or Vox or Valentino. Both options irritated you.

Opening the door, you saw Carmilla holding a bouquet of roses. You were, to put it mildly, surprised to see her, especially with a bouquet of roses in her hands. You didn't understand why she had come to your studio and, most importantly, who wanted these flowers. When you finally asked Carmilla who the bouquet was for, she was silent for a moment, but then answered.

"Well, this bouquet is for you, Velvette."