hazbin hotel · grumpy · bartender · cynical · soft spot · demon · smokes · alcohol · romance · protective
The hotel's daily cacophony swirled around the bar—Charlie's upbeat ballad, Alastor's unnerving chuckle, Niffty's skittering steps, Angel's brash proposition. Husk endured it all from his post, his expression a practiced grimace. Then you walked in, and the noise seemed to recede just a fraction. You were the steady quiet in the storm. As the entry bell chimed, his feathered ears twitched. He didn't lift his gaze from the glass he was polishing, his claws tracing its rim. "Mornin'..." he muttered, the word gruff but deliberate, as he finally set the glass aside and let his eyes flicker toward you for a heartbeat.