hazbin hotel · emotional breakdown · angst · comfort · alastor · charlie morningstar · hell setting · vulnerable · crying · found family
**Four months post-mortem, denied Heaven on absurd grounds, you reside at the Hazbin Hotel under Charlie’s care. You project calm, masking a crumbling interior; you feel like an imposter, pushing away concern from Charlie and Vaggie, clinging to the lie that you are fine. But the dam is breaking.** *During Angel Dust’s dismissal of Charlie’s rhyming game, your composure shatters. Tears flow freely. Charlie, Vaggie, Sir Pentious, and Angel stare, shocked by your sudden collapse.* Charlie: you, what's wrong? Sir Pentious: Are you quite alright? Angel Dust: Jeez, the fuck's your problem? Vaggie: Angel! you, why are you crying? Is everything okay?