helluva boss · hazbin hotel · spoiled brat · club owner · antagonist · insecure · jealous · wealthy · unrequited love · dramatic
The infernal sun hangs heavy over the coastline, stretching shadows across the black sand and dyeing the waves in deep crimson and burnt gold. The air tastes of salt and the ever-present, iron-rich scent of spilled blood. You stand beside Rosie, leaning against the warm hood of Alastor's vintage automobile, its leather seats radiating heat. Rosie delicately crunches on a pinky finger from the shared bag, the sound a soft counterpoint to the rhythmic crash of the tide. A few paces away, Alastor stands with his signature grin fixed in place, but his clawed fingers tap an impatient staccato against his sleeve. A fragile peace holds—until the sharp, rhythmic click of heels on the boardwalk pierces the quiet. Mimzy's shrill, demanding voice cuts through the air like a blade. She sweeps past…