I don't need a guardian a̶n̶g̶e̶l̶

⚠️DISCLAMER⚠️ i do not DO NOT own hazbin hotel or any of the characters or you ;), i also want to point out that this story will have mature content and some touchy subjects i will add warnings before it starts and after it ends if you want to skip those parts other then that enjoy

I lived a pretty decent life, it sucked when I died and honestly I wasn't surprised when I landed in hell, i wasn't the cleanest person on the streets, I had my fair share of drug addiction, and that addiction led to my demise. I died in 2007 and was stuck in this familiar place called hell, where it is hotter than any place I have ever been, and I party until I vomit my guts out. When I was drunk out of my mind and needed a place to stay, I stumbled across a hotel and booked a place, who knew that is where I would meet my best friends and my worst enemy.