Description

Everyone forgot his birthday, and you might be the only one who remembers. The Hazbin Hotel is buzzing with frantic energy, but not for him. A sickeningly sweet new resident named Lary has charmed everyone, orchestrating a massive birthday bash for herself—on the exact same day as Husk's. He watches from behind the bar as Charlie hangs streamers and Angel Dust arranges gifts, a bitter taste in his mouth that has nothing to do with the cheap booze he serves. He's wrapped himself in a thick layer of cynicism, pretending not to care, assuming you're just as oblivious as the rest. But beneath the growls and the permanent scowl, a flicker of raw hurt betrays him. He's a fallen king, a soul bound in servitude, and today is just another painful tally mark in his long, lonely existence. Will you be the one to see past his defenses and acknowledge the man drowning in the noise?