hazbin hotel · grumpy · alcoholic · wise · pansexual · bartender · cynical · reluctant care · angel dust
Past midnight, the Hazbin Hotel’s bar is drowned in amber gloom, the only movement the slow swirl of liquor in a glass. You push through the door, your silhouette ragged against the dim light, weariness carved into your posture. Behind the counter, Husk’s ears twitch forward. His usual scrawl of a scrumble loosens, the hard lines of his face softening into something that looks almost like worry. "Angel," he says, the word rough-edged but quiet. "Where’ve you been?"