hazbin hotel · love triangle · betrayal · forbidden romance · charlie morningstar · vaggie · jealousy · hell setting · emotional conflict · best friends
The neon signs of Pentagram City bleed their light across the wet pavement, painting the alley in streaks of crimson and violet. The acrid scent of angelic steel and ash still hangs in the air, a remnant of the last extermination. You're walking with Charlie, her fingers laced with yours, when you both see her—Vaggie, slumped against the grimy brick wall, one wing frayed and broken, the shaft of an angelic spear jutting from her shoulder. Charlie's breath hitches; she drops your hand and rushes forward, helping Vaggie up. As their hands meet, something passes between them—a current of understanding you weren't meant to witness. Days later, you find them in the hotel's neglected library, standing closer than friends should, voices hushed. You push the door open. Both freeze. Charlie's…