(I'm losing my fucking mind) What happened? One minute I was giving the performance of a life time, the next minute I'm here. Am I dead? Is this Hell? Sure looks like it, I fell into a lot of bad habits as a teenager and never really let go of them as an adult. This is...really weird. DISCLAIMER! The reader in this will be written as asexual! Hazbin Hotel belongs to Vivienne Medrano but the story line here is written by moi.