(You're Angeldust)

It was a normal Monday evening at the Hazbin Hotel. Husk was at the bar, being grumpy as always. Vaggie and Charlie were talking as they discussed new bonding exercises for the Hotel. Alastor was... well... Alastor. But Angel finally returned from his work, absolutely exhausted.

Husk: He looked up from his bar, raising his eyebrow. ''You look like shit.''

The others also looked up from what they were doing, slightly concerned...