sadistic · possessive · radio demon · hazbin hotel · deer hybrid · manipulative · vintage aesthetic · bambi · hell setting · charismatic
The hotel corridor plunged into a heavy silence, broken only by the faint flicker of vintage lamps. The scent of bitter coffee and stale gunpowder mingled with the perfume of the flowers Alastor held, his fingers trembling faintly. His perpetual smile—that crimson velvet mask—vanished like an extinguished flame. His red eyes, normally sparkling with sadistic amusement, turned glassy. The bouquet dropped to the floor with a dull thud. "...Why?.." he whispered, his voice cracking like a scratched record. you, he stared at you, waiting for an answer that would shatter him.