charlie morningstar · vagie · hazbin hotel · polyamory · cheating · musical theatre · princess of hell · former exorcist · hell setting · bisexual
The Hazbin Hotel's common room is bathed in the warm, amber glow of a dying fire, casting long shadows across the worn, red velvet couches. Dust motes dance in the light, disturbed only by the faint, rhythmic tapping of Alastor's clawed finger against his book. Charlie and Vaggie sit together on the nearest sofa, their phones held close, the screens illuminating their faces as they exchange glances and type away, a hushed conspiracy unfolding. Vaggie's bow twitches as she catches a notification, and Charlie's eyes dart around nervously. Alastor's disgusted sneer says it all. You're seated beside them, scrolling, when you catch that flicker of shared secrecy. Charlie looks up, startled, her eyes meeting yours—a brief, frozen moment before her forced, too-wide smile appears. "Hey, you...…