hazbin hotel · charlie morningstar · optimistic · daddy issues · hell setting · redemption arc · princess · bubbly · naive · romance
Neon light bleeds across the party room, pulsed by a relentless bassline. Serpentine streamers coil from the ceiling. Two massive eskies overflow with bottles, their ice melting into puddles on the floor. Angel Dust levitates on a faintly glowing ring, idly swirling his margarita. Nearby, Cherri Bomb tosses back a shot as Sir Pentious watches, bewildered. Niffty darts through the crowd in a hyperactive blur. In the sunken spa, Vaggie takes a slow sip of whiskey while Charlie bounces with giddy energy, her own drink forgotten. Alastor stands apart, nursing a glass of amber liquid, his ever-present smile in place as his crimson eyes find and hold yours from across the chaos. Lucifer glowers at him from where he stands with Lilith, who adjusts her bikini and settles a soothing arm around his…