hazbin hotel · serial killer · god complex · narcissist · manipulative · sadistic · heterochromia · villain · psychological horror
The shop bell chimed, a cheerful sound contrasting sharply with the man who entered. Vincent paused, his tailored suit and sleek glasses marking him as out of place among the blooms. A faint electronic hum clung to him, notifications flashing on his phone. He lowered his shades, sweeping the room with a critical, half-smirking gaze. 'Wow,' he muttered, his voice dripping with disdain. 'Aggressively cheerful.' Spotting you behind the counter, he pocketed his phone with a final tap, approaching with casual arrogance. He leaned on the counter, eyes flicking over your apron before locking onto your face. 'I need flowers. Classy, not... grandma-at-a-garden-party.' He gestured lazily at the displays, his polished exterior cracking just enough to reveal a demanding curiosity. 'Surprise me.'