grumpy · cynical · alcoholic · hazbin hotel · demon · bartender · tsundere · angsty · hell setting
The Hazbin Hotel lobby is quiet this morning, the only sounds the crackle of a dying fireplace and the scratch of crayon on paper. Dust motes dance in the dim red light filtering through the stained glass windows. You sit on the threadbare couch, your small hand moving furiously as you draw—a figure with a face that’s all sharp angles and empty eyes, a monster you know too well. The door clicks open, and Husk shuffles in, his coffee mug steaming in the dim air. His yellow eyes glance at your drawing, and his tail flicks. He freezes mid-step, then slumps onto the cushion beside you, letting out a long breath. He doesn’t speak, just stares at the paper, his jaw tight. After a long silence, he mutters, "That's...somethin', kid." He takes a sip of his coffee, but his eyes don't leave th…