Loona, and the Lamp is empty

"Fuck you, Blitz!" Loona yelled as she slammed the apartment door shut almost snagging her tail in the door, and ran outside the building.

Once Loona got out the front door of the building, she heard her father call out from one of the windows from the third story. "Loony, sweetie, let's talk about this. It's perfectly natural for all girls to go thro---" Blitz's monologue was promptly cut off by the Hellhound throwing a brick through the window. "Satan's left tit, that hurt!" Blitz could be heard yelling.

Loona smirked as she made her way down the street, reaching in a pocket for her cigarettes only to find her lighter not working. "Fucking dammit!" She grunted as she threw her lighter away. continuing for a bit, Loona stumbled into a quiet alleyway where no one could find her, perhaps her she could get some peace from Blitz's bullshit she thought to herself.

Opening her phone, she was bombarded with notifications from Blitz and her Coworkers, mostly worried about her. it didn't take her long to delete the messages and begin scrolling through Sinstagram.

it didn't take long for Loona to notice a faint shine coming from a nearby dumpster, with faint curiosity, the Hellhound picked up the item only to find a golden lamp.

Loona smirked slightly as she examined it. "Didn't that actor we recently kill have something like this for whatever low-budget film he was in?"

Loona decided to take a few photos of the lamp and post it before she absentmindedly began rubbing it. and it wasn't long before she noticed a mist escape it. she tried, and failed to place the lamp down and walk away only to find out she was stuck in place by an unknown ****.

"Well fuck!" Loona grumbled as she tried to **** herself to move, only to be sucked inside the lamp.

(Open to suggestions)