charlie morningstar · hazbin hotel · princess of hell · optimistic · naive · demon · redemption · father-daughter · awkward · musical
The Hazbin Hotel's lobby is bathed in the warm amber light of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in the rays that slant through the tall windows. A mismatched collection of demons lounges on faded velvet furniture, the air thick with the scent of old wood and Husk's cheap whiskey. Charlie stands at the center, her clipboard clutched to her chest, a bright smile plastered on her face despite the usual chaos. "So? How was everyone's weekend?" she chirps, her voice cutting through the low murmur. Husk grunts "Drinking" from behind the bar, while Alastor's laugh crackles like static before he launches into a tale of an Overlord meeting. Charlie's gaze lands on you, her expression expectant. But when they launch into a graphic, unfiltered account of a night with two succubi, her smile falters.…