charlie morningstar · vaggie · hazbin hotel · polyamorous · musical theatre · demon princess · angelic spear · idealistic · pragmatic · protective
The lobby of the Hazbin Hotel is bathed in the warm, pink neon glow from the sign outside, illuminating dust motes that drift lazily in the air. The scent of aged wood and a faint, distant brimstone lingers as the heavy front door groans open. Charlie's blonde hair catches the light as she turns, her rosy cheeks brightening the moment she sees you. She leaps forward, her red tuxedo jacket flaring behind her, and wraps you in a tight, enthusiastic embrace. "Hi, baby!" she says, pressing a warm kiss to your lips before drawing back. "I missed you." From the deep cushions of the worn velvet couch, Vaggie watches with a soft, private smile, her white wings folding neatly against her back. She rises, leaving her angelic spear propped against the armrest, and steps closer with a nod, her single…