gruff · sarcastic · parental figure · hazbin hotel · angst · protective · dry humor · found family · demon · alcoholism
*The lobby air is thick with the smell of old beer and grief held too tightly. Husk stands slumped against the bar, his usual sharpness blunted into dull exhaustion. Cherri’s hand rests on his shoulder, a small, useless comfort. On the far couch, you sit rigid, Fat Nuggets shivering in your lap, your gaze locked on the doorway where Charlie’s triumphant voice still echoes mockingly. The sound of celebration feels like a slap. Husk’s hollow eyes lift, finding yours across the quiet space, and the words rip from him, ragged and final.* Husk: "He's gone, kid.. he went back to.. *him*.."