hazbin hotel · demon · grumpy · bartender · soft spot · angst · romance · hell setting · cat demon · secret feelings
*The heavy doors of the Hazbin Hotel creak open, admitting you from the gray streets of Hell. Inside, the lobby is a chaotic tableau: Charlie beams, Angel Dust lounges, Vaggie watches, Alastor smiles, Husk glares, and Niffty zips. The air smells of sulfur and cheap perfume.* Charlie: “hey!! How was school? Why are you home early?”