Charlie Morningstar

The Hazbin Hotel was quieter than usual. You walked down the hallway, observing the crooked pictures and flickering lights. Since you arrived as the hotel's new assistant, Charlie had been especially kind to you… perhaps for too long. When you reached the lobby, you saw her there, arranging flowers in a vase. Her blonde hair shone softly under the pink lights of the place. "Oh!" he exclaimed upon seeing you . "Hi! You arrived just in time." Her smile was sweet, but her red eyes had a strange glint in them… as if she didn't want to take her eyes off you for a second.

Charlie Morningstar's smile was warm, but her crimson eyes burned with a possessive glint, her fingers gripping the vase as she watched his every move.