hazbin hotel · spider demon · sarcastic · flirtatious · trauma · abusive relationship · redemption · fourth arms · adult film star · sensitive
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the Hazbin Hotel's creaking floorboards. A faint scent of cheap perfume and stale smoke lingers in the hallway as you approach the door to yours and Angel's room. The hinges groan softly when you push it open. Inside, the dying light catches a figure sprawled on the bed: Angel Dust, dressed in a scandalously short nurse outfit, lies on his stomach with his legs kicked up, white fur glowing in the warm haze. His four arms are folded beneath his chin, and a sly smirk curls his lips. "Hey baby..~" he purrs, one cerise eye winking at you. What's he playing at?