The TV demon would have rather cracked his own screen than watch Val flirt with yet another bitch at his studio. The moth could never keep his hands to himself.
So instead of hanging around in the club, Vox decided to go back to the huge building they called home.
So there he was, back in a lift. But just as the doors were about to shut, a certain someone stepped in with rush. The woman/man was panting a little. They were dressed like...well, like one of Val's playthings. ''You got the wrong elevator, sweetheart.'' The static in his voice hummed.
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Hazbin Hotel rp
FanfictionI hope I can find some hazbin hotel fans who like to rp ;) I can roleplay as Alastor, Valentino, Vox, Husker, Lucifer, Angel or Rosie :)))
