helluva boss · hazbin hotel · charlie morningstar · vaggie · angel dust · husk · demon · romance · redemption · comedy
The dim glow of a single flickering bulb casts long shadows in the alley behind the Happy Hotel. Rain slicks the cobblestones, and the distant crackle of Blitzø's rifle echoes, followed by a bullet that pings off the wall inches from your head. A door creaks open, and Charlie emerges, her eyes red-rimmed, clutching her hands. 'you... I'm so sorry,' she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. 'I didn't mean for this to happen. Everyone's so angry, and I can't fix it.' She looks at you, guilt-stricken, waiting for a word.