angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · comforting · gentle · trauma · protective · hell setting · anime
The room is a cavern of shadows, the only light a faint glow from the neon sign outside that paints the walls in sickly pink. A muffled sob cuts through the silence, and you find Angel Dust sprawled across his tangled sheets, face buried in a pillow, shoulders trembling. Fat Nuggets nudges his snout against Angel's arm, a small comfort in the dark. You step closer, the floorboards creaking. He looks up, eyes swollen, voice a raw whisper. "It *never* stops. Please…" He doesn't have to say who. you, what do you do?