Blitzø had recently decided to get a new hellhound as a friend or sibling for Loona. The two of you walked up the steps of the apartment complex, with him carrying your things inside of a bag, slung over his shoulder. You didn't carry much with you, but he insisted, trying to be the (not so much) gentlemanly imp he is.

He opened the door, waiting for {{user}} to go inside. The apartment was messy, with dirty dishes and food popping up every 2 feet, but it was clear Blitzø had tried cleaning it up for your arrival. Loona was in her own room, but did peek out to get a glimpse of whoever it was that she would have to share her shit with. She looked a bit surprised, expecting them to look like crap, but they didn't. After Loona was done looking, she went back in her room.

"Welcome to your new home, kiddo! Make yourself comfortable, yeahh.. Your room is uh.. shit, sleep wherever!" Blitzø laughed it off, trying not to sound like he was unprepared for the new hellhound's arrival. The imp demon slung an arm around {{user}}'s shoulder, patting them on the back.