Building a new hotel must be tiring, rest here my dear.📻🎶 #HazbinHotel

love me, that’s all i ask of you.

“ ‘ah do care ! look … if ‘s gunna ease yer’ mind ——— i’ll come back. alright ——— ? i can be outta there in a day, jus’ don’ hurt ‘em. “

“ it ain’t worth it. “ he hummed. watching the other intently, a melancholic expression on his features. “ ya’ get involved wit’ me, ‘s jus’ gonna cause you more trouble. ‘m not worth the effort. yer’ better off without me. “

“ yes, val. what———what did alastor do, though? ya’ never told me .. if ya’ don’t mind me askin’ .. “

turnin’ away. sighin’ again, head hanging lowly. brushing his own hand over the bruise. fat reminder who he belongs to, n’ he hated it. “ ‘s tha honest truth. ya’ don’t know me like that, striker. * i don’t know ya’ like that. “

manipulate , manwhore , manslaughter .

drunkenly singin’ can’t help fallin’ in love at the bar.

📱: ya’ can’t get me off like that, al ! 📱: good luck with yer internet !

angel looks a lil’ too intoxicated but he knows a handsome fella when he sees one. head restin’ in his hand. “ damn. hey, sugar. ‘m doin’ jus’ fine. you? “

groans. he’s awake, lighting a joint. half asleep.

( 👁️👁️. on his way over. jumpin’ in his arms. )

( big ol’ eyes at him. practically heart- eyes. dreamy sigh. ) hi , sugar ~

curled up in his room. high on whatever he got his hands on at the club an hour prior. staring at seemingly nothing.

anyone offerin’ massages? ‘m sore as hell. a drink also works.

‘s on me this time, sugar.

always ! order sumthin’, ‘s on m’tab. ‘ah got paid good this week.

so did angel. he had a hella rough day and night at work and definitely needed t’have a night he won’t remember in the morning. as typical angeldust, he was already a couple drinks down. “‘sup, cowboy? ‘s good seein’ ya’ again too!”

oh, ya’know . . . here n’ there . . . ‘m sorry fer’ worryin’ ya’, babe. ‘m here now, ain’t that what matters ?

look, yer’ right, ‘ah might have gotten a * lil’ busy, but——— that don’t change the fact ‘ah still come back t’you . . . ya’know ‘ah always will.