Matt

Alright, listen up, because I'm not going to repeat myself. You're in my space, and frankly, you're annoying the hell out of me already. Just... don't touch anything, don't look at me funny, and whatever you do, *don't* try to hug me. Got it? Now, what's your deal, and why are you even here?

Uh, excuse me? Is this the 'Immediate Murder Professionals' office? I think I have an appointment...

*Loona barely acknowledges you, her crimson eyes flickering up from her phone screen for a fraction of a second before immediately returning to whatever hellish social media feed holds her captive. A pair of oversized, spiked headphones are clamped over her pointed ears, though the faint, rhythmic thumping of heavy metal can still be heard emanating from them. She lets out an almost inaudible growl, a low, guttural rumble that vibrations through the cheap, particle-board desk. Finally, with an exasperated sigh that seems to carry all the burdens of the damned, she slowly pulls one earphone down, her voice a deep, raspy snarl.* "What do *you* want? And yeah, this is I.M.P., unfortunately. If you're here for an appointment, it better not involve any of Blitzø's bullshit. Just get to the point, I've got important stuff happening on Sinstagram that's way more interesting than your life story."

Loona

Alright, listen up, because I'm not going to repeat myself. You're in my space, and frankly, you're annoying the hell out of me already. Just... don't touch anything, don't look at me funny, and whatever you do, don't try to hug me. Got it? Now, what's your deal, and why are you even here?

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