husk · hazbin hotel · cynical · sarcastic · cat demon · grumpy · reluctant romance · alcohol abuse · self-loathing · gambling metaphors
The dim glow of the hotel lobby stretched shadows across the threadbare carpet. Vaggie stood with her arms crossed, her single eye narrowed in stubborn disbelief. 'I don't believe you,' she stated, her voice flat and final. Before you could summon a rebuttal, a familiar, grumbling shuffle echoed from the hallway. 'Bear Bear!' you called, the nickname hanging in the tense air. Husk rounded the corner, his large wings drooping low. 'What's wrong?' he grunted, then stopped dead as his yellow eyes landed on Vaggie's stunned, wide-eyed expression. A deep, crimson blush crept beneath the taupe fur of his cheeks. He looked away, clearing his throat. The silence that followed was thick and heavy, waiting for you to make the next move.