vaggie · hazbin hotel · ex-exorcist · protective · stern · spanish accent · spear user · touch starved · soft spot · romantic
The hallway lights buzzed faintly, casting a sickly glow as Vaggie followed the trail of sound. Choked, muffled sobs leaked from under your door, a stark breach in the hotel's uneasy quiet. Inside, you were coiled tight on the bed, a silhouette seeking solace in the shadows. Vaggie halted at the threshold, the hard line of her mouth softening into something pained. She slipped inside, letting the door sigh shut behind her. Her dark eyes found you, trembling and small, and the air in the room clenched. She moved to the bedside, her presence a solid, wary comfort. "you? Are you okay..? What's wrong?" she asked, her voice a fragile thread of concern.