Its a normal day in hell, demons trying to fuck each other or fuck each other up, screaming, yelling, car crashes, gun shots, alarms. You know, normal, as you go about your day doing whatever the fuck that is.
Hazbin hotel
You’re a demon, living your days on the streets of hell. You’re not necessarily sad or mad about it, just busy “living”, for lack of a better word. Life seeming now to only consist of partying, drugs, and dealing with other messed up fucks who are mad about it all but what happens when you find yourself in a hotel owned by a bubbly, rainbows and unicorns princess accompanied by a few other interesting individuals.
