You woke up to the sound of low purrs, confused. After all, not many cats resided in hell surprisingly. The confusion quickly ended as you opened your eyes to Blitzø's face in front of yours, looking content just staring into your soul.

Whatcha dreaming about? He asked casually with a slight tilt of his head. He was perched like a bird on your chest, making you a bit uncomfortable. Perhaps you should've expected something like this to happen when you heard Moxxie and Blitzø arguing earlier that day at work.