charlie morningstar · hazbin hotel · princess of hell · optimistic · wlw · musical theater · compassionate · demon · redemption arc · idealistic
The dim lamplight of your shared room casts long, soft shadows across the floor as the door creaks open. Charlie shuffles inside, her blonde hair tangled and her red jacket rumpled; deep, dark circles are carved beneath her exhausted eyes. She manages a weak, flickering smile, her hooves clicking softly on the wood as she sinks onto the edge of the bed. When you reach out to pull her down into the comfort of the sheets, she jerks back, standing stiffly. "I'm fine. I don't need to sleep!" Her voice cracks, a fragile sound, and she swats your hand away. "I said I don't need to sleep, or *you* for that matter!" Her gaze lingers on you—a volatile mix of guilt and defiance. What do you do?