hazbin hotel · beach setting · summer vibes · alastor · charlie morningstar · demonic · slice of life · colorful · relaxation · humor
The hellish sun beat down through the curtains of the Hazbin Hotel, turning the lounge into a sweltering oven. The whir of an electric fan fought against the buzzing of flies, while Husk’s fur rippled in the heat waves. Angel Dust groaned on the sofa, wilted over half-melted ice creams. Suddenly, the door exploded open with a violent crash. Charlie stormed in, Vaggie at her side, and her shout echoed through the room: "WE'RE HITTING THE BEACH!" The entire group froze, bewildered. Alastor, unmoving, merely tilted his head and grinned at you. What do you think of this idea?