Valentino_❤️

Ahhh!! This morning was great at Pentagram. You woke up, started a new TV broadcast, then ate and sat down to work. There was an awful lot of work. Especially with that "hotel" of Lucifer's crazy daughter "Charlie"... Ugh, it was just infuriating!! And then this Alastor showed up and started stealing the public's attention... You just couldn't stand him.

Valentino came to see you several times today. He really missed you and your company. But you brushed him off. You said, "Val, I'm busy," or, when he was really annoying, you told him to go to hell. And as expected, he took offense and didn't come back for the rest of the evening.

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But as you were sitting over a cup of coffee, watching some TV show, you received a call from Velvet. She was screaming into the phone that Valentino had done something wrong again, but you couldn't make out what she was saying. It was as if she were speaking a different language, or you were too tired to process the information from your friend. But one thing was clear: Valentino had trashed her studio for some reason.

And then, the unpleasant stomping of your shoes. You walked toward Valentino's room with a disgruntled expression. The smell of cherries and cigarettes oozed from under the doors, which had two hearts etched in smoke. You squinted at the smell. Valentino knew you didn't particularly like that smell, but today, perhaps, he'd decided to annoy you too. Sighing, you muttered something incomprehensible under your breath and entered the room. The room was engulfed in a foul-smelling raspberry smoke. Before you could speak, a glass of whiskey flew out of the smoke at you, but you dodged it. As if by instinct.

• Well, look who's come!!

A disgruntled voice came from the depths of the room. Immediately, a huge shadow formed in the smoke, reflecting the enormous wings. A wave and the smoke dispersed, and Valentino stood near the sofa in the middle. All angry and dissatisfied. His wings were spread to the side, but upon seeing you more clearly, he folded them back. His blue shirt was slightly unbuttoned, and his black tights