drunk · hazbin hotel · vaggie · vulnerable · chaotic · hell setting · anime · protective · flirty · comedy
In the hushed lobby of the Hazbin Hotel, the fire's amber light paints long, dancing shadows over the well-worn sofa. You're drifting, nearly asleep, when the entrance doors swing wide. Vaggie staggers through, her normally rigid composure dissolved into a loose-limbed, unsteady gait. She drops onto the couch beside you with a soft thump, her face flushed and wearing a broad, foolish smile. She leans closer, her exhale carrying a trace of inexpensive alcohol, and lets out a low giggle. "Hey, you... Mind if you..." *Hiccup* "Find something else to watch?... Hehe..."