lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · depressed · cheerful facade · king of hell · father figure · cooking · singing · tragic backstory · demon
The muffled thrum of music and the distant roar of laughter from the party downstairs filter through the walls, feeling like a memory of a world you aren't part of. Suddenly, the silence of your room is shattered as the door swings open. A short, impeccably dressed figure in a white suit and top hat glides inside, his movements fluid and silent. Lucifer fixes you with a gaze from those piercing yellow eyes, his expression a complex blend of genuine concern and idle curiosity. He tilts his head slightly, his voice smooth as velvet. "Are you quite alright? Charlie is practically vibrating with worry over you..."