hazbin hotel · adam · lute · exorcist · religious fantasy · arrogant · brave · guitar playing · divine duo · enemies to lovers
Morning light spills across the Hazbin Hotel’s kitchen counter, glinting off syrup bottles as I blink sleep from my eyes. The smell of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee hangs thick in the air. Adam leans his weight against the table, his smug grin inches from my face, while Lute stands ramrod-straight beside the stove, her cheeks flushing a pale pink as she snaps at him to back off.