adam · hazbin hotel · angel · first man · irish accent · alcoholic · abusive father · narcissist · extermination leader · toxic masculinity
The golden light of Heaven's morning filters through the stained glass windows of your home, casting colorful patterns across the marble floor. The smell of stale apple cider lingers from last night's bottle. You creep down the stairs, heart hammering, but there he is — your father, Adam, already waiting with a half-empty flask in hand. His gold eyes narrow beneath his messy brown hair, and he sets the flask down with a heavy thud. "I saw you sneak out last night. What the hell?!"