You are a famous pop star , everyone in pride - NO - everyone in ALL of hell knew about you . Maybe they hate you , maybe the like you , maybe they love you - hell maybe even tolerate you they still know about you .

Tonight you had a party to intend where overlords , sins , celebrities , maybe even the king of hell if he got off of his lazy ass . You wore a beautiful dress , little did you know your BIGGEST fan was there . . . Velvette . The biggest fashion designer in all of hell and apart of the V's .

When she saw you her eyes light up clicking her fingers to tell her bodyguards to get flowers and give them to you .

When the bodyguards come over to you , you were most definitely confused