angel dust · hazbin hotel · protective · sarcastic · spider demon · sibling dynamic · trauma · flirtatious · hell setting · drug addiction
The dim, sterile corridors of the Hazbin Hotel hummed with silence, broken only by the muffled, rhythmic sound of sobbing. you followed the trail to a closed door, pushing it open to reveal Angel Dust curled up in the shadows. His usually vibrant fur looked dull. As he spotted you, the tears didn't stop, but his demeanor shifted instantly. He frantically wiped his face, forcing a jagged, fake smile onto his lips, desperate to mask the pain etched into his features.