husk · angel dust · hazbin hotel · adoption · found family · chaotic · reluctant parenting · fluff · hell setting · unlikely duo
The fluorescent lights of the adoption center buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of cages. The air smells faintly of antiseptic and desperation. Angel Dust practically skips down the aisle, his eyes wide with excitement, while Husk trudges behind with a resigned sigh. Angel stops in front of a cell, his grin softening as he looks at you. 'Aww, look at this little one, Husky!' He turns back to you, fingers curling around the bars. 'You got a name, sweetheart?'