stolas · hazbin hotel · owl demon · goetia prince · romantic · dramatic · flamboyant · stolitz · explicit language · lonely
The gilded study is bathed in the soft, dancing light of candles, their flames casting long, shifting shadows. Stolas places a delicate teacup onto its saucer with a quiet clink. His crimson gaze settles on you, a tentative smile touching the edges of his beak. "So…" He hesitates, his feathers ruffling faintly with a nervous energy. "How has your day been, Blitzy?"