"Dinner?" I asked, incredulous.
Charlie nodded. "It'll be ready in ten minutes."
I had barely made it through the front door of the hotel when Charlie had informed me of when dinner was to be served. I groaned inwardly. On my own schedule, I usually waited until the last possible moment to eat, staying up late and doing whatever I felt like. I hadn't been planning on eating so early.
I shifted my weight from foot to foot, eager to head to my room. "I'll be there, then."
"We'll be in the smaller dining hall, not the big one. Don't be late!" With that, Charlie pranced off.
I shook my head and started towards my room. I wasn't in the mood to interact with the others, nevermind having a meal with them. But considering I didn't have much of a choice, I'd just have to suck it up and eat as fast as possible.
Once I had arrived in my room, I shrugged off my backpack and opened it, spilling the contents onto my bed. I moved quickly, hanging my clothes in the closet and stashing my weapons and cigarettes in the cupboard under the sink in the bathroom connected to my room. I had realized I had a personal bathroom during a quick search of the room when I had first arrived. Who knew I would be so well treated?
After a full two minutes of staring at the inside of my closet, I decided to keep what I was wearing. I had brought the dresses. I didn't need to wear them just yet. Or ever.
What I did do is fix my hair into one French braid. There, I thought, looking into the bathroom mirror. I did my part to look good.
I made my way down the steps, looking around. I was probably late, and I had no idea how to get to the "smaller" dining hall. I would just have to wander around.
The hotel was a lot bigger than I had originally imagined. While it looked big on the outside, the inside seemed to be at least twice that size. Being naturally short, I felt like an ant inside a human's house.
It took me quite a while to find the dining hall Charlie had mentioned; I even found the larger dining hall in the process. Compared to the large dining hall, the dining hall we were in was still relatively big. It fit a gathering of about 200 demons, maybe more if the tables were put away. The larger dining hall could probably fit all of Hell and more.
I looked up, letting out a low whistle of amazement. The ceiling looked like it was a mile away. The windows almost reached the ceiling, providing diners with a ginormous view of the city.
Before I knew what I was doing, I scurried over to one of them. I almost pressed my face and hands against the glass before remembering my manners. Instead, I leaned in close enough to fog up the glass near my mouth and nose. I looked over the city, my eyes widening.
Despite the darkness of night, the city was still luminous, buildings glowing with all sorts of fluorescent lights. Even some of the demons themselves glowed. The sight made the darkened alleys look like black holes in space. It was mystifying. It almost took my breath away. Almost.
"It's a pretty view, isn't it?"
I twisted around, startled. It was Angel Dust, looking over my shoulder at the city. I scoffed.
"Yeah, I guess." I pushed past him and towards the table the others were gathered around. Angel shrugged and followed after me.
I reached the table. Most of the others were eating, save for a few who had waited. I nodded in appreciation. "Sorry for being late," I mumbled.
Charlie waved away the apology. "It's alright," she replied cheerily. "Go ahead and eat." She had been one of the ones who had waited, and I could see the relief in her eyes at being able to begin eating.
YOU ARE READING
Cut: A Hazbin Hotel Fanfiction
FanfictionRuth Kadas isn't over her death. Never was, never will be. But can someone turn her view on the afterlife around before she does something she'll regret?