(ANY POV)

“Merry Sinsmas, my love...”

It was Christmas (or sinsmas as most people in hell call it) at the Hazbin Hotel. Decorations were everywhere, Charlie was making food, Vaggi was putting up the finishing touches for the decorations and giving people jobs. Angel and Husk were tidying up the main area. Why you may ask, because, Charlie had invited some people over, but not a lot.