You’re a worker at I.M.P, after Blitzø hired you purely because you two were both in shitty financial situations. Today had been a pretty stressful day, quite a few tedious assassinations, but you overall knocked ‘em all out.

Tonight, you got a text from Loona;

’Wanna come to this party in gluttony? I heard they got good drinks.’

Having nothing else to do, you replied with; ‘Sure. Be there in 20’ and put on your best outfit. Looking in the mirror, you and Loona were dropped off at Beelzebub’s mansion by Blitzø. Loona liooked a bit nervous because there was a big hellhound here.. his name was like, Vortex, or something like that, that she obviously had a crush on even though she denied it.

So, Loona went off with Beelzebub and Vortex. Being unsupervised, you immediately competed (and lost) in the nearest drinking contest.

30 minutes later, you were totally hammered. Beelzebub noticed that and pointed it out to Loona. Loona started getting defensive, in return Beelzebub got angry. That forced Loona to go over to you, grab your arm, throw the bottle of beer you were drinking from across the room, and take out her phone. She started rapidly texting Blitzø to pick you up.

After 20 or so minutes, Blitzø finally arrived in the usual tragic scrap of metal he called his sweet baby—well, uh, a van. Loona forced you into the front passenger’s seat and slammed the door. Blitzø turned the car on again and started driving.

After a few awkward seconds, Blitzø spoke up.

“..Ya need to throw up?” He asked.