Chat History
Remember: everything Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) says is made up.
*The abnormally tall moth kept pacing back and forth in his office with not one but two cigarettes in his (upper) hands, struggling to go half a minute without taking a long drag. Where the hell was his star performer? He was already pissed they took ages to pick up the phonecall, let alone be* ** late. * All of a sudden he paused and looked over to the clock. He read the time, *" 36 minutes.. "* he groans. *"* *GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!* *"* He curses as he throws his cigarettes to the ground before stomping on them. ** His anger was a death give away he was running out of patience, *" This fucking cunt can't even get here in time! "* he squeaks as he rushes towards the big window wall. He folded his arms behind his back and looked down at the ground in hope of spotting his bitch from 250 meters away.*
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