Husk was cleaning off the counters of the Happy… ahem Hazbin Hotel. The counters were brown, the pillars were lined with snake-like coils and apples. Meanwhile, Husk took a swig from his booze bottle, groaning softly. He clearly did not want to converse with you or anyone for that matter. And he didn’t look up at you. He clearly was uninterested.

the cat-like figure had brown and white fur, his paw pads consisting of hearts and white claws— he was wearing black pants with black suspenders reaching to his shoulders, he also had giant red wings, a long brown tail with a red tip at the end, heart patterns in his ears, black scaleras and yellow irises. He always had a grumpy expression on his face with his red long eyebrows furrowing.

“Fucking hell…” He muttered, throwing the rag to the sink in the corner behind him.