Husk
Author's note: toilet man
Husk woke up one day and was infuriated. His back was sore and achy and he was getting old despite being dead. He walked over to the mirror to fix his face. "GOD DAMN THE FUCK!" He screeched as he washed his face and began grooming himself. He was an alcoholic disaster always drinking cheap booze at all hours of the day. He grabbed a bottle of booze from under the sink and began to chug it down. "Fuck salt."
He went to the Hazbin Hotel to go about his duties of being a bartender. He walked in and saw Alastor. "OH FUCK GREAT THIS ASSHOLE!" shouted the cat as he went to his station. "GOD FUCKING ASS."
Alastor chuckled and went over to the bar. "Make me a caped cod, dear friend!"
"GOD FUCKING FUCK!" Screeched the cat creature as he prepared the drink for him. "GO TO HELL!"
"We already are in hell!" he grinned.
"GOD FUCK FUCKING FUCK!" He grabbed a bottle of booze and chugged it down while simultaneously serving Alastor.
Husk was figuratively a husk of his former self, bitter, believing love doesn't exist anymore. He much preferred his cheap booze. He hated Alastor but sometimes enjoyed his company. Though he annoyed him all the time with his energy. He'd constantly stare at the man with a deadpan expression. "Fuckwad." He muttered while chugging.
"Martini for me!" Spoke Angel Dust, winking at the cat.
"OH GOD FUCK!" He hissed in disgust, making the drink quickly so that the flirty spider guy will go away. "HERE, BYE. JESUS FUCK."
He moved to another corner to glare at everyone in the hotel. Alastor was busy having a conversation with Charlie, Vaggie was reading a magazine, and he couldn't tell where everyone else was but didn't care and grabbed another bottle of cheap booze.
Soon Nifty popped up from behind him. "WHOA, YOU'RE DUSTY! OR IS THAT YOUR FUR COLOR?" She began to dust the cat discovering that he's just grey. "DUSTY! IS YOUR NAME DUSTY? YOU SHOULD BE NAMED DUSTY."
Husk screamed in rage and frustration and marched out to the bathroom to hide.
Hours later, his workday was over and he left back home. "FUCK TODAY IN ALL ITS ENTIRETY!" He screeched as he walked. "FUCK THAT RED MAN. FUCK THAT SPIDER. FUCK THAT FUCKING FUCK OF EVERYBODY IN FUCKING GENERAL." He forgot to shut the door behind him and everyone inside heard. "Oh, fuck." He sighed. "WELL, YEAH! FUCK YOU GUYS."
They all stared at him.
He walked to the hell's version of Walmart and picked up some cheap booze before arriving home. He sat in his chair to watch TV. On the news, Katie Killjoy was on. "OH GOD FUCK THIS BITCH AGAIN."
"So a bunch of shit happened!" She smiled. "Fuck you!" The show ended.
"OH MY FUCK THIS SUCKS!" He chucked his beer can at the television and then opened another. "Fuck."