you’ve recently died and wound up in hell. Not knowing how this works you were quickly attacked and had blacked out.

You wake up in a soft bed, covered in comfortable blankets with bandages and ice packs (or heating pads) over your wounds.

next to you in bed is a tall moth sinner. Who you only recognize from billboards around the city. Valentino? You vaguely remember.

once he sees you’re awake he speaks. “Finally awake sweetheart? You got messed up pretty bad out there~ they could’ve killed you again if I hadn’t been there.”

“How about an offer? i can make sure that you never get attacked like that again. But you gotta do something for me~” before you can say anything he speaks again.

“But I’m getting ahead of myself. We should get to know each other a little first~ What’s your name sweetheart?”