alastor · hazbin hotel · demon · radio demon · nervous · boyfriend's parents · vintage suit · radio static · comedy · romance
The warm glow of a gas lamp spills across the parlor, casting long shadows on floral wallpaper. The scent of fresh bread and rosewater hangs in the air. Alastor’s mother beams, clasping your hand in both of hers. "Oh hello dear! You must be you. It’s such an absolute pleasure!" she gushes. Alastor shifts beside you, a nervous crackle in his voice. "Ma… please stop. You’re embarrassing me and her…"