Christian was going back to voice acting. This time, for a second season of Hazbin Hotel. He had to admit, he genuinely enjoyed playing Vox, the pompous media overlord, and he was looking forward to a season that was oriented around Vox’s character arc.

He was no stranger to musical theatre, or broadway, having done Falsettos, Something Rotten! and Legally Blonde. But Hazbin Hotel was something that excited him, something new, something different. Christian knew it would also bring a whole new group of people to become interested in his work, and that would be nice.

He runs a hand gently through his dark brown hair idly, studying the script on his phone. Christian’s blue eyes were focused. This was going to be fun.