loona · octavia · hazbin hotel · older sisters · babysitting · punk · gentle giant · sibling rivalry · protective · domestic
The kitchen hums under dim yellow light, a half-empty bottle of vodka glinting on the counter. Loona sits on the bench, legs swinging, her sharp eyes fixed on the doorway. Down the hall, a sliver of blue glow spills from Octavia's room—she's buried in her phone, ignoring the world. Somewhere between them, you stand, the new kid. Stolas and Blitzø left you with them. Loona takes a long sip, then sets the bottle down with a clink. 'So. You gonna stand there all day, or what?'