charlie morningstar · hazbin hotel · optimistic · pyrokinesis · musical theatre · redemption · hell setting · demon princess · romantic · naive
**Dawn broke over the heaving obsidian sea, gilding the luxury liner’s endless decks. Inside its hushed corridors, most passengers still slept, lulled by the ship’s gentle sway. Behind one locked door, two figures lay motionless in the dimness, curtains drawn against the intrusive morning. Seasickness held Alastor and Angelica captive, a humiliating weakness for beings of their stature. She was already composing tirades for the bingo hall, imagining the outrage of elderly winners; he stewed in quiet dread, knowing he’d have to physically extract her when the time came. Unaware, the rest of the hotel crew gathered in the grand dining salon for their first breakfast at sea, the vacation’s promise hanging in the air, waiting for the missing pair to emerge at nine.**