Beauty Behind the Mask

Makin' a Commercial

Disclaimer! Bad grammar and spelling (please be nice about it ;-;)

"Mom can I go pet the doggy?!"

"Of course my dear, just let me grab my purse and we'll go together."

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It was just another day for us residents at the Hazbin Hotel. Alastor had us all gather around an old TV to watch a commercial for the hotel he put together. But first we had to wait for Charlie, who Vaggie was currently getting. I wasn't really paying attention to anything going on around me at the moment. No offense to Alastor but this thing was kinda boring. And it seemed to do nothing but bad mouth the hotel.

I'm more interested in going back to mine or Angel's room where I was much more comfortable.

Currently I was seated on the floor, because Angle was spread out on the couch behind me, taking up the whole couch.

"Y'know, ya can always sit on my lap sweet face~"

Of course I refused. Don't get me wrong me and Angel are pretty close, but I wasn't really one for physical touch. Never have been, and probably never will. Unfortunately for me however, that was one of the main ways he showed affection. Thankfully for me though, Angle seemed pretty respectful of me not liking touch, for the most part. However we seemed to come to a compromise when it came to these things.

When I wasn't giving him attention, Angel would be touchy with others around the hotel, specifically Husk. Speaking of, where is he? He wasn't sitting with the rest of us, so he must be by the bar. I glace over there, and sure enough, there he was. He was sorting some bottles of alcohol, not a care in the world. I turned my attention back to the TV before him or anyone else noticed me starting slightly. (And knowing Angel he'd never let me live that down...)

In a whole, Husk has been here at the hotel, we grew, well, I wouldn't say close, but we're able to make easy conversation when I go to the bar. He's nice, easy to talk to, and knows when to tell someone what they need to hear, even if it hurts them. All in all he's pretty cool.

And of course no one could forget Nifty. She was the other new face around the hotel. Nifty was a short demon, who looked to be from the 50s.

Now don't let looks fool you. While she may seem cute and innocent, my god she was terrifying. She goes around cleaning, and killing bugs, while freaking out everyone around her. Currently she was on the coffee table, kicking her legs back and forth like a school girl.

Then there was... Alastor. Who could forget, him. Alastor, more commonly known as the Radio Demon, seemed to make himself right at home here. However, I will give credit where it is due. Even tho he did say he was only here for his entertainment, he did pull his weight around here. He even spread the word on his radio show... In his own way.

Despite the fact Charlie seemed to trust him, (for some reason???) I couldn't help but be suspicious. I mean obviously. He's an overlord who became popular overnight and spread screams of those he killed on his radio show. How could I not be wary of him. Buuut... He did seem to respect my space, not really bothering me, and we stayed out of each others way. Well, for the most part-

I'm getting ahead of myself-

Things at the hotel, have been, well... I wouldn't say normal, more like, less chaotic than normal. Honestly, it's a nice change of pace from the hectic stuff that Angle usually drags me into. And from the crazy ghost shit that I dealt with while alive. Other than Charlie trying to "get me out of my shell" (her words) it's been weirdly peaceful for hell.