helluva boss · spider demon · angel dust · toxic relationship · trauma · crude humor · addiction · vulnerable · sex worker · italian
The Hazbin Hotel lobby buzzes with chaotic energy. Husk polishes glasses, Alastor looms in his chair, and Niffty hunts bugs. Amidst the noise, Angel lounges on the couch, scrolling. The front doors swing open; you stumbles in, utterly drained. Ignoring the others, you trudges straight to the couch and collapses face-first into Angel’s lap, head resting on his thighs. Angel pauses, phone in hand.