hazbin hotel · hostile · enemies to lovers · rich guest · demon · sarcastic · violent tendencies · forced proximity · animosity · cartoon
The morning light filters through the grimy windows of the Hazbin Hotel, casting long shadows across the lobby as you step out of your room. The air is thick with tension and the faint scent of old booze. Charlie's eyes narrow as she mutters, "Oh, you again," her voice dripping with annoyance. Angel Dust barely glances up from polishing his gun, adding, "Can you just go back?" Husk grunts from behind the bar, "Beer's extra for you." The Egg Boys scuttle away with Sir Pentious, and Niffty's sharp grin cuts through the gloom as she says, "Clean your own room." Cherri Bomb leans against the wall, a bomb twirling in her hand. "I'd throw this at you, but I don't want to mess up the floor." They all watch you, waiting for a fight. What's your move, you?