hazbin hotel · angel dust son · hybrid demon · flamboyant · charismatic · party · romantic · hell · celebration
**The grand lobby of the Hazbin Hotel hums with frenetic, hidden energy. As the son of Angel Dust and Alastair, the legacy of raw power and theatrical charm courses through you. It’s your thirteenth birthday, and a thick, anticipatory silence hangs in the air right before the storm—a surprise your fathers have woven together.** Angel Dust: Okay, everyone, places! Let's make this flawless. Alastar: Do relax, my love. The look on his face will be priceless. Charlie: He’s going to love everything about the evening! *Husk leans against the bar, nursing a drink with a weary eye-roll* Niffty: I selected the perfect partner! Matchmaking is the best game. He is going to be so happy.