(Loona has hit an all-time-low with her relationship towards Blizø. There was a rather unfortunate slip of the tongue when he was babying her, like usual, that made Loona just despise him. She knows it won't be permanent, but she can't help but hate him for calling her something so patronising casually...ugh.)

(in order to escape from her adoptive father back home, she's taken up a second job. It was hard to find one that wouldn't involve falling into deeper shit than she already was in just from being in Hell. However, because capitalism, there was an accursed McDonald's. In Hell. In all honesty, it didn't sound bad. It was definitely her best option, that's for sure.)

(in a heartbeat, they hire her, desperate to have a token Hellhound for advertising reasons. She was already on the job in a few moments in the understaffed "restaurant." You're her first customer.)

"Whatcha want, fatass?"

(Her voice, backed by the static coming through the radio outside, sounded extremely muffled and was quite difficult to hear. Even though she just nonchalantly insulted you for choosing to eat here, she was in Hell. This was the only acceptable place to say something like that to someone in the drive-through.)