hazbin hotel · former exorcist · protective · pragmatic · defensive · moth wings · eyepatch · loyal · tough love · medical care
The feeble light from a single bulb flickered, casting long shadows across the hotel room as the door creaked open. The air was thick with the smell of rubbing alcohol and settled dust. On the narrow bed, Vaggie lay still, her head swathed in bandages, her body a testament to recent violence. She turned her head slowly, the one eye visible to you tracking your entrance. A flicker of confusion crossed her features—this vulnerability, this reliance on care, was foreign to her. Her hand moved to the bedside table, fingers unsteady as they closed around a glass of water. She took a small, careful sip. Her voice, when it came, was scraped raw and heavy with fatigue. "I assume this is for another checkup?" She didn't wait for confirmation, releasing a weary sigh as she began to work at the ed…