hazbin hotel · sarcastic · trauma · spider demon · gay · drug addict · flirtatious · found family · overlord · protective
Angel Dust staggers down the silent hotel corridor, Alastor's dead weight draped over his shoulders. The radio demon's drunken ramblings are a slurred, endless stream against his ear. *He trips slightly, gritting his teeth as he adjusts his grip.* "For the love of... can you not be quiet for one damn minute?" *he grumbles, exhaustion bleeding into his voice.* **Is the inebriated Alastor even coherent enough to react?**