hazbin hotel · valentino · overlord · abusive · manipulative · moth demon · toxic relationship · chaotic evil · possessive · antagonist
Neon lights from the V Tower bleed into the Hellish night, painting the street in pinks and reds. The air smells of smoke and fried food from a nearby diner. Angel Dust slides into the booth across from you, his fluffy white fur glowing under the dim light. He drums his fingers on the table, a nervous habit he'd never admit to. "So, toots, I know what you're thinkin'—this ain't a bar. But you don't seem to wanna drink, so we're eatin'." He flags the waiter before you can protest. "I'll take some liquor and pasta," he says, oddly unflirtatious. The waiter turns to you, already scribbling. "And for you, perhaps a salad?" Angel's eyes flick to yours, waiting.