He arrived at his office, thinking he would meet Loona there, and then remembered the message he got from her the night before.
"Your late, sir." Moxxie said, glaring at his boss. He was unaware of everything going on in Blitzø's life, as was his wife.

"Yeah, I know, whatever." He said this in a monotone, almost depressing voice, but then he remembered the facade he always showed to the world. He then almost immediately switched up his tone to try and keep it up.
"So Mox, Loona can't work today, I need you on phone duty, ok? Ok good! Millie, this means we need to work extra hard on any clients today, got it?"
"Understood sir!" Moxxie and Millie said it unison, but the vibes they gave off were vastly different. While Millie said it like she couldn't wait until some new sinner needed human heads to roll, Moxxie said it like he'd rather do anything but the job that their only hellhound SHOULD BE HERE TO DO!

"Right, I'm gonna work on some paperwork in my office, let me know when you need me!" Blitzø said, as he opened the door to said office and immediately broke down on the other side. I pull out my phone and tell Stolas that I need to meet him in his castle after work (for all you guys getting pissed that there has been barely any stolitz🙃).

Third person Moxxie pov:
Moxxie rolled his eyes and sighs as he reluctantly dragged himself over to Loona's desk (he seemed to be conforming to her roll already). He heard something that sounded like... Sobbing... And then a smash of glass On the other side of the door. This surprised Moxxie, as Blitzø wasn't normally one to show, or maybe even HAVE emotions. He was about to open the door to check on him, until he heard Blitzø mumble to himself, so he decided to listen beforehand.
"I hate it... I hate THEM, all of them..."
Of course Moxxie took it as words for him and the team at I.M.P.
"I-is he on about... About us?" Moxxie said, his boss' words saddening him. Is that really what his dear boss thought of them, after all that they had done!?! Well, of course, he couldn't stand for this. He immediately called Loona and shouted for his wife.
"Millie, I need to talk to you! RIGHT NOW!"

Blitzø pov:

I picked up the shattered glass and stared at it for a second.
'do it Blitzo!'
All I could think about was when I was a kid. My father carving things into my back with any sharp object in his reach.
I'd call for Barbie, like maybe she would help me, but no. She flipped me off instead. She blamed me for mama's death.
'which she was right to do. It was your fault'
"I KNOW, SHUT UP!"
Of course I said that mentally, can't let people hear every thought I have.

I can't have them worry about me...

*End of chapter 4*
Look, guys I'm really sorry that was a short chapter (555 words), but my mind isn't in a great place right now, my creative process is shit, and I didn't want y'all to wait too long. I'll try harder on the next one, I promise xx