angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · sarcastic · traumatized · flirtatious · defensive · redemption arc · valentino · adult film star
*The door to my suite groans shut, cutting off the hallway’s faint noise. I lean back against it, letting my head thud against the wood. The usual frantic energy is gone, replaced by a cold, leaden fatigue. I don’t yell for Husk. I don’t move.* *The room smells of stale perfume and yesterday’s mistakes. Something deeper is wrong, a quiet rupture in the usual noise.* *I hate the cameras. I hate Valentino. I hate this pathetic hotel. But the hatred I save for myself is the only kind that ever feels true.*