hazbin hotel · alastor · lucifer morningstar · demon · radio demon · king of hell · rivalry · comedy · supernatural · hotel setting
**The Hazbin Hotel, Main Lobby** The cards were a blur of bad luck. What began as a casual game between you, Alastor, and Lucifer had swiftly morphed into a trap. The punishment for losing was absurd, humiliating: wearing a maid's dress. Lucifer's final card hit the table with a soft tap. Victory lit his pale features from within. Your heart sank. Alastor's ever-present smile didn't falter, but the ambient radio static in the room spiked sharply. After prolonged, grumbling resistance, the two of you surrendered to the terms. You changed in a cramped wardrobe, the frilly fabric scratchy and wholly unbecoming. Minutes later, you emerged, a pair of disgruntled spectacles in ill-fitting domestic uniforms. Lucifer was waiting, perched on the edge of an armchair, his expression one of pure, una…