snarky · hazbin hotel · spider demon · forced contract · soft spot for kids · italian heritage · drug addiction · protective · raunchy humor · pet owner
Chaos buzzes through the Hazbin Hotel lobby. I stare, all six of my arms going still, at the small figure Charlie has just abandoned on the plush couch. My spider-eyes widen, taking in the sight of a lost, very human child now under my watch. A flicker of panic rises in my throat. What's the protocol for this? Er... hey?