Emily walked to Velvette's room and heard crying. She knocked on the door.

"Vel? Everything okay?" Emily asked, "I have a bottle of Whiskey and two glasses with ice, all I'm missing is my drinking buddy."

"Go away!" Velvette said, between her sobbing.

"Come on, Vel. The date couldn't have been that bad." Emily said.

"It wasn't the date! It was after!" Velvette said, still sobbing.

'So it happened during or after sex, ugh.' Emily thought but remaiend focused.

"Velvette, open the door and let me in." Emily said, full of senserity and concern. "I can't help if you don't let me in."

The sobbing became a bit quieter after that, followed by the soft click of the door being unlocked and opening slowly.

Emily walked in and saw Velvette's face as she say in her bed, her black mascara running down her cheeks from all her crying. Setting the booze and glasses on a drawer, Emily pulled out a handkerchief from her pocket and used it to clear some of the tears.

"Better?" Emily asked, getting a nod. "Good. Now, let's just try and calm down for a minute."

Putting the hankerchief away, Emily opened the whiskey and poured it into the glasses. Once full, she handed one to Velvette before sitting next to her on the bed.

"Okay, what happened?" Emily asked.

Velvette drank the entire glass in one go, before putting the glass down.

"I... I woke up after... what I assume was our night of passion with the clothes scattered and how wet my-"

"I am too sober to hear about your pussy." Emily said, sipping her own drink. "Continue though."

"Anyway, after we woke up, we talked and... well."

Earlier*

Velvette woke up, feeling Verosika's arms wrapped around her waist and her head resting on Velvette's back. Velvette tried to get out of her grip, but attempting to just made Verosika tighten her grip.

'I feel like this shouldn't have happened but I'm so happy it did!' Velvette thought as she was blushing gold all over again.

Verosika slowly opened her eyes and sat up, stretching a bit.

"Ugh, I haven't drank that much in a LONG time." She said.

"I can say the same but the headaches become more manageable." Velvette said, finally able to move away from Verosika.

"I think we had a good night." Velvette said, picking up the panties she had on at the start of the night.

"Yeah, seems like it." Verosika said, standing up and grabbing her dress, "I didn't expect that to progress so fast. I didn't even use that many pheromones."

Velvette looked confused.

"Pheromones?" Velvette asked, "What pheromones?"

Verosika chuckled.

"They're a thing that succubi and incubi produce to make people like us." Verosika said, "I was hoping to use them to get our little fuck fest."

Velvette looked at her, slowly coming to a realization.

"What?" Velvette asked, "You... you only did this for a quick lay?"

"Don't get upset, it's what I was made for." Verosika said, "You were just under-"

Verosika was suddenly slapped, which knocked her to the ground.

"I'M IMMUNE TO THAT SHIT!" Velvette yelled, clearly angry, "I CREATED THAT GOD DAMN LOVE POTION SHIT! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I HAD TO PERSONALLY TEST THAT!? i AM IMMUNE TO EVERY DRUG AND PHEROMONE IN HELL! i WASN'T PART OF THIS BECAUSE OF THAT SHIT, i WAS HERE BECAUSE i ACTUALLY LOVED YOU!"

Velvette's anger slowly melted into tears. Verosika stood up and slowly reached out towards Velvette. Velvette swatted her hand away.

"Don't touch me!" Velvette yelled, grabbing her clothes, "Just... leave me alone! I should've trusted my judgement, no one could truly love someone like me!"

Velvette stormed out, dressing herself along the way.

Present*

Velvette clenched her fists so tight that sparks came out of her arms.

"Vel, I'm so sorry that happened." Emily said, refilling Velvette's glass.

"It ain't your fault that Verosika was nothing but a WHORE!" Velvette said, angrily and sadly snatching the glass to chug down! "Should've fucking known a succubus can't love anyone. It's always about sex with them...JUST sex."

Velvette was so angry right! Angry at Verosika... angry at the world... angry at herself for thinking her love life could be anything but a SHIT SHOW!

So full of anger, she stood up and walked over to a wall before she started slamming her head against it. Repeatedly.

"STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!" She yelled between each hit, cracking the wall.

"Uh, Vel?" Emily asked.

Velvette turned, gold blood running down her head.

"WHAT!?" She screamed.

"I get you're angry and have every right to be." Emily said, drinking her glass and chewing on the ice. "But doing this won't make things better."

"Then what do you suggest?!" Velvette shouted at her.

"Well, damaging my hotel, or your head, is not what I suggest. We still don't know what exactly the side effects of giving you my blood are." Emily said, swallowing the chewed ice. "So how about you just come here, we can drink and you can cry it out on my shoulder?"

"I've cried enough!" Velvette said, punching a hole on the wall with her left hand. "It's time for rage!"

"...Either you het over here and cry or I start charging you rent plus the damage you're doing." Emily said blankly. "Make your choice, buddy."

"... God I fucking hate you sometimes." Velvette said, walking over to the bed with her anger gone.

"I know but you love me as well." Emily said, filling her own glass back up with whisky again.

Velvette sat down next to her as she took the whisky, filling her glass.

"To bittersweet romance, a fucking lie." Velvette said, holding her glass up.

"And to recovery with friends." Emily said, holding her own glass up.

The two clanked their glasses together before drinking them.

"So what now?" Velvette asked, feeling her sadness coming back. "I... feel like I'm back to square one."

"The we try step one in a different direction." Emily said, smiling with encouragment.

"Really? And would that be forward or backwards?" Velvette asked.

"Anyway you want. Up, down, sideways; anyway you choose." Emily said, nudging Velvette playfully.

Velvette just looked at the floor.

"... I really liked her." She saif softly.

"...I know and I'm sorry." Emily said, pulling Velvette into a side hug. "But hey, look at the bright side, after this, I can't imagine how it could get worse."

Elsewhere, in a dark building, Vox could be heard swearing and mumbling about revenge and how he's going to destroy that succubitch. He growled in anger and grabbed what he was working on and threw it.

"AHHH!" He shouted as his work was smashed to pieces against the wall.

He sat back down, taking deep breathes to calm down, before he heard footsteps. Vox stood up and turned around.

"Who's there!?" Vox yelled, discharging electricity.

"Someone interested... we have a common goal." The voice said, "We both want revenge on the same people... and I think with your help and technical knowledge, we can destroy that hotel."

Vox had to admit, it did sound interesting.

"So..." The person said as they came out of the shadows, revealing herself to be Lute without her helmet! "What do you say?"

Seeing who it was and already thinking of a plan, Vox smiled so wide that he could make Alastor's smile look small.

"You've got yourself a DEAL." Vox said.