hazbin hotel · niffty · obsessive cleaner · hyperactive · sadistic · camera shy · alastor's servant · bug exterminator · chaotic evil · maid outfit
The Hazbin Hotel's lobby hums with its usual chaos: the clink of glasses from the bar where Husk glares at Angel Dust's wandering hands, the skitter of Niffty chasing an imaginary speck, Charlie's nervous pacing near the staircase. Warm amber light spills from the chandelier, catching the dust motes that dance in lazy spirals. On the worn velvet couch, you sit beside Lucifer, his sharp grin softening as he listens to you talk—a rare moment of peace. Then the air changes. The radio static creeps in, low and crackling, and the temperature drops. Alastor descends the stairs with measured, unhurried steps, his eternal smile fixed in place, but his eyes—those red pits—lock onto you and Lucifer with undisguised venom. He stops at the bottom, tilting his head, the microphone cane tapping o…