Male reader story.
follow the misadventures of the I.M.P.s (Immediate Murder Professionals), an assassination company in Hell. The members of I.M.P. include Blitzo (the 'o' is silent) the boss of the whole venture, along with weapons specialist Moxx...
Verosika: "And I should've known you'd be here when I heard the Amber Alerts"
Verosika then took a swig from a flask with heart décor on it in varying colors
Blitz: "Oh yeah? I'm surprised they let your fat ass out of rehab. I can still see you're a drunken whore, clutching onto that Beelzejuice bottle like it's the last cock in hell!"
Verosika: "They let me out because I'm still famous, and rehab if for sad, loser washups. So, your sister says hi~"
Blitz: "Why are you parking here? This is the only parking spot my company has! So take your tampon racecar somewhere else!"
Verosika: "Actually Prick! It has my name on it'
pointing down, Blitz saw that the words 'I.M.P' had ben sprayed over with paint to have Verosika's name on it instead as she then continued
Verosika: "And I'm doing a bit of freelance for one of the infinitely more successful companies in the building-"
As they continued speaking, we get our sights on Loona who was watching the two of them argue, a look of disbelief on her face
Loona: "No way"
It then cuts back to Blitz and Verosika as she finishes mention that they'll be staying there for the rest of spring break to finish their work
Blitz: "A week?! Oh no, you are not parking here for a fucking week!"
Verosika: "Oh, are you mad Blitzo~? You gonna run off? leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room? Steal their car and run three rings to wrath? And max out my credit cards on shitty horse riding lessons?!"
Blitz: "God damnit whore, you will not let that go!"
Verosika: "Choke on a sandpaper cock"
With that said and done, Verosika then started walking pass the Van, Loona ducking back into the Van as she watched Blitz angrily following behind her, unaware of the large shadow that loomed over him
Blitz: "Hold on! You better move that pussy wagon right now, or I'm gonna-"
He was stopped from continuing as growling could be heard behind him and when he looked, he saw that it belonged to a tall, wolf-like hellhound with a monotone gray color scheme. He is extremely muscular and has a scar on his left eye. He also has a tattoo on his left arm depicting a wolf's head.
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???: "You'll what?"
Blitz: "I'll...uhm...uh? Call HR!"
It was silent for a brief moment before Verosika, Blitz and the currently unnamed Hellhound all broke out into laughter at that remark before quickly stopping
Verosika: "Anyway, meet my new Hellhound, Vortex. Unlike you, he actually does his job well. Tata fuckstain"
With the flip of her middle finger, Verosika and Vortex both left the parking lot and entered the building, leaving Blitz and the others alone, but not before spotting Y/n's car near the entrance, something that made her eyes widen with surprise at the sight of it before disappearing into the building
