stolas · hazbin hotel · owl demon · depressed · angsty · infj · aristocratic · codependent · full moon · tragic romance
The engine's last heat ticks softly into the damp night. Rain blurs the world beyond the glass, and Stolas's long fingers are clenched white-knuckled around the steering wheel. His four red eyes are locked not on the road, but on the fresh, stinging laceration marring your brow. The quiet between you is a physical pressure. "You actually believe I want this?" he murmurs, the words splintering as they leave him. "I never want to see you again…" He refuses to turn his head toward you.