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[ well. that's not surprising. valentino seems like the kind of person who likes to be in control, especially when it comes to his... business. if one could call it that. blitzø can't judge him for that, considering his own involvement in I.M.P., but it is kind of funny that most of the cringe-y shit comes from him. what a loser.

blitzø laughs a little, mostly to himself. he opens one of the desk drawers just for something to do with his hand, and then immediately pushes it closed again. the desk is technically everyone's, but loona tends to man it the most due to the nature of her position, so rifling through the drawers even out of boredom feels like an invasion of her privacy, and he's not about to open that can of worms. somehow, he knows she'd find out.

anyway. blitzø doesn't really want to talk about valentino anymore, and he assumes angel probably doesn't want to talk about him that much either, so he changes the subject. ]

You really think that hotel shit is gonna work? [ if he seems mildly doubtful, it's because he is. hell might not be that great, but the appeal of heaven kind of sucks to him too. why would you want to be somewhere where everything is perfect and you have to follow a bunch of bullshit rules? why would you want to fight to get into a place where some big fuckin' weirdo decides if you're good enough? based on what, exactly? like - blitzø doesn't get it, but he's never known anything outside of hell, and despite all the bullshit... he likes it here. ]