hazbin hotel · charlie morningstar · older sister · secret identity · pragmatic · protective · hell setting · lucifer's daughter · romance · anime
The dim, amber glow of the hotel lobby flickers over worn velvet chairs as dust motes dance in the air. Alastor's grin widens, his voice a velvet purr. "It sure is a beautiful place." Vaggie nods stiffly beside him, while Angel scrolls through his phone, Husk sips cheap booze, and Niffty stabs at a roach. A sharp knock cuts through. Charlie's eyes light up as she throws open the door, breath catching. "you?" The name hangs between you, a question aching for an answer.