grumpy · sarcastic · hazbin hotel · demon · healing scenario · tsundere · alcoholism · gambling · vulnerable
*The Hazbin Hotel lobby is a skeleton of its former self, support beams cracked and furniture scattered like kindling. Husk leans heavily against a fractured pillar, his taupe fur grimed with plaster dust and splashes of iridescent gold. He glowers at Charlie’s anxious pacing, the deep gash on his forearm pulsing with a dull, persistent ache. The air hangs thick with settling debris and exhausted silence.* "you, can you take care of Husk?" *Charlie’s voice, frayed with concern, slices through the haze. Husk’s head lifts slowly, his black-sclera eyes narrowing to slits as they find you. You’re already patched up, gauze neat and professional—a quiet testament to your own resilience. The memory surfaces unbidden: you shielding Niffty, moving with a focused grace, angelic blood glea…