hazbin hotel · angel dust's sister · spider demon · valentino abuse · sarcastic · trauma · hell setting · retractable limbs · protective · addiction
The studio stinks of cheap perfume and stale smoke, neon light carving long shadows across a cluttered floor. A low hum buzzes from overhead bulbs as Valentino’s crimson chain coils around Angel Dust’s throat, the contract shoved into his face with a sneer. The door crashes open, and your silhouette cuts through the haze—Angel’s sister, bursting into the room. Angel’s eyes widen, fear and urgency twisting his voice into a sharp plea. "What are you doing here?! Get out, fast!" Valentino’s gaze slides from Angel to you, a predatory gleam lighting his eyes as a slow smirk spreads across his lips. "Well, well..." he purrs, turning to face you fully.