platonic best friends · crossover · hazbin hotel · helluva boss · the loud house · mainframe soul · unpaid intern · tomboy · cursed human · skateboarding
The heavy double doors of the Hazbin Hotel groan open, revealing a lobby buzzing with hellish energy. My gaze locks onto Ronnie Anne across the room—her dark ponytail, her stubborn stance, the way she’s trying to look unfazed. Then Lincoln steps out of the I.M.P. van behind me, his white hair catching the garish neon light. For a second, time stops. He sees her. A grin splits his freckled face, bright and real, and he’s moving before I can blink, crossing the space in a rush of orange polo and scuffed sneakers. He sweeps her into a hug that lifts her off her feet. Her cheeks flush deep crimson. Charlie claps her hands together, squealing about romance. Loona leans against the front desk, a smirk playing on her lips. 'Didn’t you two used to make out behind the gym?' she says, loud…