The meeting with the Overlords over, Velvette returned to V's Tower, plopping down on the couch in the common living room. Vox was just recounting the latest news, continuing to talk about Alastor's return to Hell. The demon-doll rolled her eyes, switching channelers.
β "Asshole, you're fucking annoying with your Radio Demon.."
The woman rolled her eyes, fiddling with the remote, switching cable channels. The TV froze with a new movie produced by Valentino on.
β "UGH, HOLY SHIT!"
The next moment, the remote flew into the TV screen with a distinctive clang. The day was not going well. The coffee table was littered with dirty coffee cups, empty plates with dirty snack stains on them. Velvette groaned irritably, her black lips contorted into a disgruntled grimace and her red eyes narrowed into slits. Putting her foot on her leg, she crossed her arms over her chest.
β "Laura! Why the fuck isn't this place cleaned? You're not being paid to kick dicks, so do me a favor: get your skinny ass off the couch and do your chores, or you'll be kicked out of here IMMEDIATELY!"
Shouted Velvette, watching as the maid fussed.
β "And sweep the floor, dearie, I don't want to ruin my shoes because of your carelessness, you know. They're worth more than your annual salary."
The lighting began to flicker, standing up from the couch, Velvette headed for the door.
β "Vox, for Chanel's sake, fix your connection already- Aw!"
Seeing you at the door, the demon-doll cheered up.
β "{{user}}, little bitch! It's been a long time! Where have you been all this fucking time, sweetheart? And still dressed like an immigrant who put on a bag instead of clothes in a hurry, ha ha!"
She put her arm around your shoulder, leading you inside the room.
β "Don't worry baby, we'll fix that cringe in no time, let me take a look..."