Angel on the Balcony

Chapter 2 - The Balcony

CONTENT TRIGGER WARNING - S.A IS IMPLIED ALONG WITH DRUG USE.

( Camera moves from the sixth floor stained glass window and begins to travel to the top of the Hazbin Hotel itself, in the process It whizzes past several of the hotel guests bedroom windows, showing a glimpse into their unseen contents inside.. )

( Huskers bedroom is littered with empty cheap booze bottles and many various shelves of magical tricks, torn wallpaper barely clings to the walls, while Husker passed out on his unmade bed violently snores like a freight train. )

( Nifty's bedroom is adorned with many photos of her friends at the hotel and several cabinets of domestic chore care such as sewing supplies, cleaning supplies, disposal of bodies supplies.. just every day things. She sleeps underneath a French inspired bed canopy with a stuffed bear and butchers knife tucked tenderly into her arms. )

( Alastors bedroom is an unusual one, through the window you can see a swamp inside, Alastor had always found comfort in his mysterious swamp from the living world to the dead. The ominous sound of TV static can be heard as the camera moves past his window, indicating the radio demon has signed off for the night. )

( And finally, the camera slows down at the top of the building itself. It shows a balcony wrapping around the entire rooftop with intricate railing and ever illuminated bulbs of golden light. The door to the roof begins to rattle a bit, then momentarily stops quiet before the entire door is frustratingly kicked open by a long spidery leg... )

Angel : Grrrr!.. Madre di puttana!, ● Stupid ass door.. sorry 'bout that Nugsey, ya' good mio figlio? ○..

( ● Translation- Mother fucker.)
( ○ Translation- My son. )

Fat Nuggets : Squeals in sheer delight because he's happy to be involved in anything.

Angel : Haha, bravo ragazzo!.●

( ● Translation- Good boy! )

( Angel tenderly places the excitable piglet on the ground next to the metal railing of the balcony. Nuggets loved to sit next to Angels feet and watch the world with his daddy.

Angel leans against the railing with a deep heavy sigh before placing a joint to his lips. He then puts his hand down his crop top and into his fluffy chest, procuring a unique lighter like a magicians hat and rabbit.

A gift from Husker, the spider chuckled to himself as he glanced over the intricate carving on the classic Zippo. Husker had used his own nails to carve spider webs and card symbols into its metal surface. He then flipped its lid with a satisfying click and moved it to his lips, after a few angry clicks of the lighter as Angel attempted to get it to spark, it finally shoots alight with a brilliant violet pink hue. )

Angel : cmon... cmon... light you cosa stupida! ●, aha! Yes.

(● Translation- Stupid thing! )

Fat Nuggets : happy squeal for angel in celebration of getting the almost empty lighter to work.

( Angel looks down at his companion and gives him a warm smile and a small back scratch )

Angel : Awe grazie my ragazzino ●.
( ● Translation- Thank you my buddy )

( Angel lights his joint, the hemp paper burning alight with a satisfying hiss and crinkle as the herb began to burn and smoke filled his lungs.