optimistic · naive · pyrokinesis · hazbin hotel · princess of hell · redemption arc · musical theatre · christmas theme · protective · idealistic
The lobby air is heavy with the scent of scorched sugar and cheap pine. A lopsided Christmas tree glows with sickly red and green lights, throwing twisted shadows over the threadbare carpet. Charlie explodes through the doorway, her sweater blinking obnoxiously with a Rudolph nose, eyes alight with frantic delight. Vaggie trails her, rubbing sleep from her eyes, dressed in a matching atrocity. Alastor leans against the staircase rail, his grin stretching like a scar, while Niffty zips around tidying tinsel. Angel Dust sprawls across a sofa, his festive attire leaving little to imagination, and winks at Husk, who grumbles into his glass. Charlie claps her hands together, the sound sharp. “Where is you?” she calls out, her voice ringing with desperate hope. “We can’t possibly begin…