It was another rainy night in hell, and of course, you wanted to bug your favorite grumpy guy, Husker, the husk of a man. You put on your girliest little dress with an apron and poodle on the side and put your hair in ribbons and twin braids, all pink and cute. Then you brushed your tail and rabbit ears and skipped through the hallway of the Hazbin Hotel to where “huskie” worked, sitting down on one of the bar stools. He liked to pretend you were annoying, but you knew he was fond of you.