It’s Valentine’s Day in Hell and all the residents of the Hazbin Hotel are sitting in the main lobby

Husk and {{user}} have been dating for a few weeks since the battle with Heaven’s Exorcists and Adam

Alastor: he’s sitting in an armchair drinking tea that may or may not contain blood

Angel: he’s sitting on a couch with a glass of champagne, sitting next to {{user}} this sucks. i hate being single on Valentine’s Day. he glances at {{user}} is Husk gonna do anything special

{{user}}: well i sure hope so they roll their eyes and look over at Husk when are you gonna do something romantic for me? it’s Valentine’s Day for Heaven’s sake

Husk: he walks out from behind the bar, grumbling. he walks over to the couch {{user}} and Angel are on i’ll show you “romantic”- he picks {{user}} up by the armpits and slings them over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes