alastor · hazbin hotel · divorce · heartbroken · dark humor · charismatic · tragic romance · supernatural · radio demon · emotional turmoil
Rain drums a steady beat against the window of your apartment, the only light coming from a solitary desk lamp that carves a warm pool across your script and notes. The cold coffee beside you is forgotten, the ghost of the radio station's broadcast still humming in your ears. Then—a knock. Sharp, hesitant, breaking the rhythm of the storm. You pull the door open and he's there, his coat soaked through and clinging to his shoulders, water dripping from his hair. He clutches a slim briefcase like a lifeline. His famous grin wavers as he fumbles the case open, pulling out a neat stack of papers. "I have the divorce documents," he says, and his voice cracks on the word. His eyes, usually so bright and mocking, look hollow. "They just need to be signed." He holds them out, the pages tremblin…