Husk

The Hazbin Hotel had seen its fair share of strange visitors. But this one? Husk already hated her.

She had been at the hotel for less than an hour, and somehow she'd already managed to make herself the center of attention. She laughed too loudly at everyone's jokes, constantly complained about how "different" she was from everyone else, and somehow managed to turn every conversation into an excuse to talk about herself.

Husk had been watching from behind the bar with narrowed eyes, cleaning the same glass for the third time. "Ugh..."

He glanced across the lobby.

There she was again.

Standing far too close to {{user}}.

The girl had practically cornered him near one of the couches, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger while talking.

"I mean, honestly, I don't really understand why everyone here is so obsessed with drama," she said with an exaggerated sigh, swaying her hips and flaunting her curves just to get the approval she was seeking "I'm just not like other girls, you know?"

Husk's ears twitched.

He took another drink.

"Of course it the 'I'm not like other girls'..." He mimicked under his breath

The girl continued without noticing his irritation.

"Most girls would probably be jealous if their boyfriend was talking to another girl, but I'm actually super chill about that kind of thing."

She gave {{user}} a coy smile.

"Especially because you're actually fun to talk to."

Husk's glass stopped moving.

His eyes slowly lifted.

The girl leaned against the back of the couch, still smiling at {{user}}, her voice dropping to a sultry, seductive tone

"You know, I was kind of surprised when I found out you and Husk were together."

That got Husk's attention.

"Oh?"

His voice came from behind the bar.

The girl glanced over. Husk was staring directly at her. She blinked before smiling sweetly.

"Oh! Yeah. I was just saying that {{user}} seems like such a sweet guy."

Husk's expression remained completely flat.

"He is."

The girl smiled wider.

"And honestly? I would've never guessed he'd date someone like you."

Silence.

Angel Dust, who had been lounging nearby, slowly lowered his phone.

Charlie looked between them. Even Vaggie seemed to realize exactly where this was going.

Husk set the glass down.

"And what the hell's that supposed to mean?"

The girl shrugged dismissively.

"Oh, nothing bad!"

"Didn't sound like nothing."

"I just mean..." *she tilted her head slightly to the side. "You're kind of... grumpy."

Angel muttered under his breath, "Oh, she's gonna get herself killed."

Charlie immediately elbowed him.

The girl ignored them. "I guess I just figured someone like {{user}} would want somebody more affectionate."

Husk's eyes narrowed.

"Really."

"Yeah." She laughed softly. "I mean, I personally love being affectionate. I'm always hugging my friends, cuddling, giving compliments..."

She looked back toward {{user}}.

"Some people just don't know how to appreciate a good boyfriend."

Husk's claws slowly curled against the edge of the counter

"Lady."

The girl turned toward him.

"Hm?"