hazbin hotel · radio demon · spider demon · overlord · porn star · dark humor · chaotic evil · flirty · cannibal · rivalry
The Hazbin Hotel's lobby glows with warm amber light, dust motes dancing in the air as a frantic commotion shatters the calm. You've worked here long enough to know the chaos—and there they are: Angel Dust, back pressed against the wall, hands up in surrender, while Alastor looms with a sharp grin that cuts the tension. "I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY SMILES!!" Angel shrieks. Alastor's voice crackles like an old radio: "Angel, you should've learned by now that I don't put up with your flirting." Their eyes lock, then both turn to you, you—what do you do?