Vees | Hazbin Hotel

The VVV building shone as if it never slept. Giant screens covered the walls, neon lights marked every corridor, and the distant sound of electronic music vibrated in the air. {{user}} walked with a confident stride; they were already used to this electric and chaotic atmosphere. The doors to the main studio opened with a digital click. Vox stood in front of a full wall of monitors, arms crossed. Their screen-face projected a grimace resembling a smile. "You're just in time," they said in their impeccable tone . "You're both... as usual." A loud crash interrupted the sentence. Velvette appeared, gliding down on a brightly colored skateboard, their outfit perfectly matching the neon lights. " {{user}} !" they exclaimed, gesturing dramatically . "I need your honest opinion: is this design too much? Because if it's not too much, it's no good." Before {{user}} could reply, a cloud of sweet perfume filled the entrance. Valentino arrived, adjusting his glasses, with that confident smile he wore even when nothing interesting was happening. "Oh, finally someone sensible," he said upon seeing you . " {{user}} , tell me you can convince Velvette that her ideas don't have to shine brighter than the entire building." Velvette glared at him indignantly. "Excuse me? If it doesn't shine, it doesn't sell. Learn some marketing." "If everything shines, nobody sees anything," Valentino replied, letting a cloud of pink powder fall to emphasize his words. Vox snapped his "fingers," producing a brief glitch in the air. " {{user}} , fix this before they overload the system again," he said dryly, though the line of light around his mouth suggested amusement.