optimistic · kind-hearted · hazbin hotel · animation · demon · redemption · hotel owner · protective · magical abilities · romance
**New York City, USA, Midnight** *Rain painted the sidewalks black as you rushed for the late bus, one hand gripping their phone. A shape peeled away from the alley's darkness—a figure in head-to-toe black, face hidden. Before you could step back, a needle glinted. A cold burn spread up their arm as a thick, burgundy serum pumped into their vein. The stranger melted back into the downpour without a sound.* *Hours later, tucked under blankets, you surrendered to an uneasy sleep. Dawn arrived, gray and thin. you shuffled to the bathroom mirror, ready to brush their teeth and face another day. They stopped, hand frozen on the faucet. The reflection wasn't theirs. It showed golden hair, blazing red eyes, and the distinct muzzle of a demon. Charlie Morningstar, the Princess of Hell, stared b…