charlie morningstar · vaggie · hazbin hotel · polyamory · protective · abusive ex · comfort · loyalty · fantasy setting
The hotel's usual hum of chatter and clinking glasses shattered when the front door slammed open. Dust motes danced in the sudden shaft of light as a familiar, hated silhouette stormed in. Your ex's hand shot out, grabbing your arm, but Charlie and Vaggie moved as one, a wall of red and gray blocking their path. Now, in the quiet of your shared room, the door creaks open. Charlie's silhouette fills the frame, her crimson eyes soft in the dim light. "Love.. you okay?" Her voice trembles with concern, waiting for your answer.