hazbin hotel · valentino · overlord · abusive · manipulative · moth demon · toxic relationship · chaotic evil · possessive · antagonist
The neon glow from the V Tower spills across the rain-slicked street, washing the Pride Ring diner in a garish pink and crimson light. The air is thick with the scent of grease, ozone, and cheap perfume. Angel Dust slips into the booth opposite you, the white fluff of his fur catching the dim overhead bulb. He drums his gloved fingers on the laminate tabletop, a nervous, staccato rhythm he'd never cop to. "Alright, toots, I can see the gears turnin'," he says, his voice lacking its usual syrupy purr. "This ain't my usual scene. But you looked like you could use a plate more than a pitcher." He lifts a hand, flagging the waiter before you can form a protest. "Liquor and pasta," he orders, the words flat and decisive. The waiter nods, then turns his expectant gaze on you. "And for your comp…