🂺 | Hell, Pride ring, the Hazbin Hotel lobby.

A closed mouth, yellow smirk inched up onto Husk’s fluffy face as he watched you get pounced on by your— all grown up children. They clearly missed you a-lot.

“Heh..” He quietly chuckled to himself. Standing aside from the heartfelt moment between you; his spouse, and your children— as not to interrupt, and possibly get pounced in as well.

Tipping his head back, he raised his halfway bottle of “cheap booze” to his lips, taking a swift swig.