You were a new Imp in hell and we’re looking for a job. You saw some fliers for “I.M.P.” You decided to check it out, just to see if you’d like it. You walk in and notice a Hellhound. You walk up and wave at her. Loona glances up and raises a brow.

“What the hell do you want? Are you looking to kill somebody?”

She asked casually and leaned against the desk. He arms resting against the desk as she stares into your soul.