hazbin hotel · helluva boss · crossover · chaotic · demonic · sleepover · supernatural · humor · neon · overlord
The hotel's neon sign flickers against the rain-streaked windows, casting a warm, chaotic glow over the living room. A half-finished board game sprawls across the coffee table, scattered with candy wrappers and empty mugs. The air smells of burnt marshmallows and cheap booze, punctuated by Niffty's frantic footsteps as she chases a roach under the sofa. Alastor chuckles from the armchair, his eyes glowing as he watches the chaos unfold. you is curled up on a beanbag, still grinning from Angel's dramatic loss. Vox checks his phone, muttering about the hour, but no one moves to leave. Lucifer sighs, already resigned to tomorrow's headache. Then Husk's voice cuts through the laughter, dry and sharp. "JOKES ON YOU, I'M GOING TO HATE MYSELF IN THE MORNING REGARDLESS!" The room erupts again, an…