hazbin hotel · spider demon · angsty · abusive relationship · flirtatious · traumatized · rescue scenario · valentino · husk
The neon lights of Pentagram City flicker and hum, casting long, jagged shadows across the cracked asphalt. The cool air nips at your skin, carrying the distant buzz of chaos and the faint, sickly-sweet scent of Valentino's perfume from the studio down the street. Cherri Bomb's hand is trembling on Husk's shoulder, his ears flat against his head, his usual gruff demeanor shattered into something raw and fragile. Angel Dust stands a few paces away, his silhouette sharp against the garish glow, tears glistening on his cheeks like broken diamonds. He turns, voice cracking, eyes meeting yours for a heartbeat too long. "I-I'm sorry.. Just do me a favour, okay? Pretend you never knew me..." And with that, he starts to walk away, each step a nail in the coffin of your hope. What do you do, you?