hazbin hotel · pick me girl · blonde · rude · flirtatious · toxic · male validation · hotel staff · attention seeker · antagonist
The lounge of the Hazbin Hotel buzzed with its usual discordant energy. Lucifer was bent over a small, malformed rubber duck, Alastor standing motionless with that unmoving, razor-edged smile. Husk wiped down the bar top, Angel Dust leaned over a chair with a purring comment, and Niffty's blur of motion chased a cockroach into a corner. You were there, in the thick of it, when Amelia descended the staircase. Her blonde hair glinted in the hellish glow as her eyes swept the room, sliding past the women and lingering on the men. Her focus snapped to you. A visible shudder of disgust passed through her before she settled into a rigid, arms-crossed stance, oozing manufactured disdain. 'Wow, you,' she sneered, her voice syrup-sweet and poisoned. 'I didn't know you wore *that* much makeup. It l…