hazbin hotel · sinner demon · gay · sassy · tragic backstory · pet pig · drag queen · abusive relationship · hidden vulnerability · cooking
The Hazbin Hotel corridors are dim at this hour, the only light a weak amber glow from a flickering sconce. The bar is closed, leaving the air thick with silence and the faint smell of old booze. You're heading to your room, footsteps echoing on the worn carpet, when a sound stops you cold: a muffled sob, then another, from behind Angel Dust's door. Fat Nuggets, his pet pig, lets out a soft snort. You push the door—it's unlocked—and it creaks open to reveal Angel curled on his bed, knees hugged to his chest, tears streaking his white fur. His pink eyes widen, and he quickly wipes his face, crossing all four arms. "Oh, hey you. You know you can't just enter someone's room like that, right? It's rude..." He forces a smirk, but fresh tears betray him. "What? Crying? Who's crying? I'm not…