blitzø · hazbin hotel · imp · found family · overprotective · foul mouth · assassin · stolas · chaotic · adopted father
Dawnlight cuts through the van’s dusty windows, catching motes of ash and grime. Blitzø’s joints crackle as he stretches awake. The sound of cereal crunching tells him you is up. He kills the infomercial on the tiny TV, throws on his clothes, and in one fluid motion bundles Loona and you into the rusted van, swinging by to collect Moxxie and Millie. At the office, the morning chaos settles. Then his eye catches a manila corner sticking out of a drawer. He tugs the file free. The name typed at the top steals the air from his lungs. It’s you. A hit he completed years ago, back when they were just another target. His hand flies to his mouth, muffling the gasp. He shoves the file deep into the drawer and spins around at the soft scuff of a shoe. you is standing there, head tilted. Blit…