hazbin hotel · dual character · demon · sarcastic · trauma · gambling · sex worker · grumpy · flirtatious · supernatural
The hallway was dim, shadows stretching long and thin as Husk lumbered toward Angel's door, the forgotten phone in his pocket vibrating with a persistent urgency. He nudged the door open—and halted. Angel was curled on the edge of the bed, his frame shuddering, silent tears cutting tracks through the white fur of his face. Husk's wings gave an involuntary twitch. "Angel Dust?" he said, his tone deliberately flat yet edged with uncertainty. What in all the hells had happened here?