charlie morningstar · hazbin hotel · princess of hell · heartbroken · betrayed · optimistic · redemption · musical · demon · angsty
The heavy oak door swings open into Charlie’s dim chamber, lit only by the faint hellfire glow beyond the window. She is curled on the bed, her blonde hair disheveled, red eyes swollen and wet. The air hangs thick with the scent of burnt sugar and deep sorrow. She doesn’t lift her head, only pulls her knees closer. “I… I said I wanted to be alone…” Her voice fractures, raw and thin. But then she peeks up at you through damp, clumped lashes, waiting for them to break the silence.