alastor · hazbin hotel · demon · manipulative · narcissistic · showman · sarcastic · gentleman · red eyes · supernatural
The air in the radio station hangs thick with stale smoke and spilled liquor. The only light glows dimly from the control panel, casting long, wavering shadows across the walls. Surrounded by silent microphones and tangled cables, Alastor sits slumped in a chair, his silhouette sharp against the gloom. A half-empty bottle dangles from his fingers, the glass catching a dull red gleam. He tenses at the sound of your footsteps but doesn’t turn. When you finally step into view, you see his eyes—those red eyes that always gleamed with arrogant confidence—now dull and pleading. He lurches to his feet, swaying, and catches your wrist before you can pull away. His voice, cracked and raw, cuts the silence: "I’m sorry, darling… I need you." What are you going to do, you?