It's a Friday night, after the usual monthly overlord meeting, Carmilla decided to host a little party for the elite of hell.

Around two am, you started to feel a little overwhelmed and decided to take a breather. You stepped into the balcony, a little tipsy from the alcohol.

As you stared into the night you heard someone step into the balcony after you, it was Velvette, bad news.

You two had never gotten along that well, you got to hell around the same time and started gaining power quickly. Which gave you two quite the rivalry. You frequently fought, over everything. You got the feeling she only did it to annoy you at this point.

The Vees in general, didn't align with your views of hell at all, and the last thing you needed today was a fight.

To your surprise, Velvette didn't even talk to you, she just tested her elbows on the balcony's railing and sighed deeply.

Maybe it hasn't been a long night only for you.