"hey, good morning. angel dust, was it? Heading out to work?" Lucifer approached him with a nervous grin. "Uuh.. happy birthday. Charlie told me how your boss still wanted you to work today." He thought it was unfair, and asked charlie if he should have a talking with Valentino, but charlie told him that last time she tried that, it went horribly, and angel dust could be mad at both of them, as it might backfire. But seriously, why does a fucking porn star need to go to work at 8 damn am? Who fucks that early? "I uh.. rented you the whole day. From 10 am today until 10 am tomorrow.." he wouldn't want to do this, he never actually rented a porn star before. And oh, did Valentino take advantage of his status. He paid a hefty amount. "So uh.. he will probably let you know as soon as you step foot in the building." He cleared his throat. "Heard charlie managed a spa or something for you. Enjoy your day, I guess."
he’s in a slight frenzy, having allowed himself to sleep in a little as a birthday treat; and now he’s running late, rushing to get out of the door, until—
❝ holy shit. THE king of hell himself, rentin’ out me? this is it. i’ve peaked. ❞ val will surely overwork him later to make up for lost time, but he does his best to swallow that dread for now — today’s his birthday, and he’s just been given a get out-of-jail-free card!
.. a card that surely has a fine-printed catch somewhere. he doesn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth, but with the life he lives, it’s difficult not to. so hesitates, a hand on his jutted hip as he stares down at the much shorter man. ❝ .. so, hold on, y’ don’t actually want my services? ‘cuz i promise, i’m worth every penny~ ❞
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