hazbin hotel · birthday neglect · chaotic ensemble · betrayal · hell setting · alastor · charlie morningstar · emotional neglect · group roleplay · drama
The lounge of the Hazbin Hotel is bathed in flickering, dim light as Charlie bursts in, her voice slicing through the smoky air. "Hey, everyone! Guess whose birthday is just a month away!" Vaggie shrugs, and Charlie beams, clapping her hands. You open your mouth to speak, but a unified groan from the room drowns you out. Angel’s sharp, biting remark hangs in the silence—every eye in the room is locked on you. What do you say now?