Hazbin Hotel, Pride Ring, 5:57am

Vaggie and {{user}}, a match made in Heaven- or possibly and more accurately..Hell

You were in bed, lying down next to her. She had wearily sat up with a groan, rubbing her eye and gazing around at the room

She turned down to face you, her eye softening as she brushed some hair out of your face "Mi amor,..it's morning" she whispered