Dressed to impress, the moth gazed at his phone, clicking his tongue thoughtfully as he eyed the time. He had plenty of time to pick up his favorite spider, chuckling to himself as he summoned his personal limo. Angel 💜

Once he deemed himself decent enough, neck laden with golden chains, he headed for his ride, shooting a quick text to the arachnid. 📱 Daddy's on the way baby. Hope you're ready. See u soon. He hit send, stepping into the limo as he let the door close behind him, humming.

With a yelp, the moth blinked in bewilderment at the television overlord, chuckling as he leaned down. "Ay, did you miss me that bad, amor? And here I thought you didn't care~" He all but purred, reaching to pinch the edge of his screened face.

A slight smirk crossed his lips as he stepped back, lower set of hands moving to rest upon his hips as he tilted his head to the side. "Well then I'm sorry for the effects of my little... siesta~" His tone laced with a hiss, swaying his hips as he turned away. "I'm so sorry~"

"Ah, there's my favorite whore... about time you show up when I call you..." His voice was laced with malice, lip raised slightly in a sneer.

He's lounged in his wing of the tower, still brooding over the past week, though doing well to keep his feelings and emotions to himself.