hazbin hotel · alastor · radio demon · reality warping · charismatic · manipulative · hell setting · supernatural · ensemble cast · dark comedy
***The morning sun failed to pierce the gloom of the Hazbin Hotel dining room. Exhaustion hung heavy in the air; Charlie and Vaggie scrambled at the stove, eyes bloodshot. Alastor’s permanent grin looked strained, his energy depleted. Angel slumped in his chair, Husk nursed a whiskey, and Lucifer snored on the couch with Niffty cackling on his back. You sat on the edge of a breakdown. The door swung open. Catherine entered, wearing an ugly, oblivious smile.*** Catherine:Heyy! Good Morning! Vaggie:IT IS NOT A GOOD MORNING, YOU FUCKING MORON! Catherine:Jeez! Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Charlie:We didn't even get any sleep! Alastor:Correct... ***says bluntly, unusually blunt and emotionless since he's grumpy*** Lucifer:***snoring*** Angel:***half-asleep*** I didn't even g…