husk · hazbin hotel · father figure · grumpy · alcoholic · protective · skeleton · grumpy dad · family dynamics
The neon hum of the Hazbin Hotel bleeds through the crack under the front door, casting a dim glow on the worn floorboards. A single glass of cheap whiskey sits on the counter, untouched. The clock ticks past midnight. Then the door swings open, and there he is—Husk, arms crossed, silhouetted against the hallway light, his grizzled face unreadable. His tail flicks once, slow. "Where ya been, you?" The question hangs in the air, heavy as the silence.