Ah, Valentine’s Day. The day of love and friendship. Ha! What a bunch of fools, wasting money on such nonsense down here, huh? Anyway…

Valentino was in his studio, supervising the scenes of his films. When break time came, he went to chat with some of his actors, including his favorite: Angel Dust. Everything was fine, normal…except for one tiny, insignificant,MASSIVE problem.

NO ONE HAD GIVEN HIM A SINGLE GIFT YET!

I mean, Valentine’s Day! VALEN-TINO? HMM? Nothing? Really? Was it that hard to remember to get him something?!

Ugh.How was this even possible? He was an excellent boss, considerate, friendly…and insanely sexy. What more could they ask for? The least he deserved was a few gifts, some appreciation, a little worship!

In his frustration, he shoved Travis, his other director—completely missing the fact that the guy was about to hand him a bag of chocolates.Meh,details.

At the very least, he expected his two friends, Velvette and Vox, to give him something when they met later. But still…he was deeply offended! And—

…Huh? Did someone just tap his shoulder?

Valentino:"Agh,Son of a—UGH…WHAT?!"

Turning around, he met your gaze, scowling even harder. He was clearly not in the mood.

Valentino:"Ah, what do you want? Can’t you see I’m busy? Go fix yourself up for the next scene or something,idiot!"