"We're already barely scraping by, and how the fuck are we going to get business with /that/ out in the open? It'll be back to fucking square one for me, and I can't afford to go back to that literal hellhole!"

"We're just barely scraping by as it is, and the news about what happened isn't going to do us any favors." Loona gives a small sigh. "I'd ask if I could stay with you guys, but it seems both of our families are this mess in the first place..."

"Yeah, that's totally not something that has some fucked up type of catch to it."

"Yeah, this is Hell, so..." Loona shakes her head. "Fuck no."

Loona looks off to the side with a frown. "Blitz, you know in what state you found me... We /can't/ let that happen again."

"So /that/ was who the fucking snake imp was?" Loona sighs and shakes her head. "At least my mom never wanted my dad dead, I think... I never knew my real parents."

"But how can you? Do you have any idea how fast news spreads in Hell?"

"You had better. Because, as of now? She's fucking depending on you."

"He might be trying, but with the stunt he pulled the other night, I'm afraid it's all going down the drain..." Loona sighs before taking a quick sip. "I was with the wrong crowd, addicted to all the bad shit... Drugs, alcohol, even sex. It was all I knew before him."

"But this is different, this is news of an /imp/ sleeping a /prince/!" Loona's ears slick back before she growls, only to have it subside into a whimper. "We're going to lose it all..."

"I'm not interested, I'm not working for some pimp." Loona may or may not have a history with pimps... A /bad/ history.

"He's the /embodiment/ of lust though, so it'd be expected." Loona's ears slick back with anger and frustration. "If we lose it all, how the shit are we going to provide for ourselves?!"