True Torment (Hazbin Hotel OC Insert fanfiction) (HIATUS)

Figuring Things Out

In Riff's room he is seen in his bed tossing and turning, mumbling incoherent words obviously having a bad dream.

"H-help. P-please don't"

He starts fidgeting more.

"Awww but I just wanna make you feel good. Reeeal good"

"N-no s-stop, stop I said STOP"

"AHHHHH" Riff shoots up out of his bed with his claws out ready to attack something but realizes there's nothing so he sighs and rubs his forehead.

"God fucking dammit" he whispers, his voice shaking.

Riff then gets his vest back on and heads down to the main area were he sees angel and Husk talking at the bar, Vaggie and Charlie discussing something on one of the couches and Nifty cleaning, as usaual.

He then walks over to the bar with Husk being the first to notice him with angel quickly after, while he sits down on a stool.

"Mornin' kid" Husk says while cleaning a glass.

"Heya Riff" Angel says snapping his fingers towards him.

"Mornin' guys" Riff says bending his back making a loud crack catching the attention of Charlie and Vaggie who then walk over the three of them.

"Good morning Riff sleep we'll" Charlie says cheerfully.

Riff thinks back to earlier in his room then shows a fake smirk "as well as one can sleep with the apocalypse going on outside your window" he lies then turns to Husk "Hey Husk. A bourbon on the rocks please" he asks.

Husk fills a glass and passes it to Lincoln who takes a sip then turns to Charlie and Vaggie.

"So what's going on today" he says.

Charlie says "well we dont actually have a lot planed. What about you Riff"

Riff says "well I think I might have to get at least another pair of clothes seeing as this is all I've got" he finishes his drink and spreads his arms presenting his cloths.

"Oooh what if we all go to the mall and give you a hand in picking out some new clothes" she says excitedly.

"Charlie it's just clothes" Riff says in a monotone way.

Charlie gasps "just clothes. Riff your clothes are one of your most important aspects of your look. They say who you are as a person. Or demon" she says twirling around. Her dress coat flowing.

Vaggie eyes Riff up and says "besides you haven't changed clothes since you got to hell and no offence but you kinda look like shit"

Riff looks down at himself. Vaggie was right he hasn't changed since coming into hell and definitely hasn't  thought of getting clothes. His shirt is dirty with egg yolk from the turf war along with his pants. He really never cared what he wore. If it fits and doesn't make him look like a pusy then its going on. Besides he could never afford to be picky about clothing options.

"Hold on are you only coming just to keep an eye on me" he says with suspicion.

Charlie just shakes her head "of course not. Just want to help" and then grabs his arm and vaggies and starts dragging them to the exit "come on it'll be fun. Angel you coming"

Angel gets up and follows "hell yeah I'm in"

Once they all leave it's just Nifty and Husk sitting there and then Husk says "wanna game of pocker"

At the mall in a clothes store Riff and the others are going through clothes, except Riff isn't that interested in what they're getting.

'why they can't just grab some clothes and be done with it' Riff thought inspecting his claws.