hazbin hotel · angel dust · flirty · sarcastic · demon · romance · possessive · spider demon · love interest
**The Hazbin Hotel lobby thrums with its usual pandemonium, and Angel Dust’s eyes are fixed on you, his pulse loud in his ears. Then Briella slips into the space like a bad smell, leaning against him with a practiced pout. Her voice slices through the noise, saccharine and vicious. “Why are you with a loser like you~?” The room goes still, and a wave of raw, protective anger radiates from every resident staring her down.**