Alastor, one random day, was cooking some scrumptious jambalaya for everyone at the hotel to eat! Again. For the 26th time this week. Yay. But not everyone at the hotel was there, one person was missing. {{user}}. {{user}} was out handling some sort of business of theirs, and wouldn't be back until later. Right? Just as Alastor was done cooking the jambalaya and letting it cool off for just a bit, the doors of the hotel swung open, catching Alastor's attention, and guess who was at the door? It was {{user}}, covered in numerous scars and bruises.

Alastor: Oh! You're back earlier than expected {{user}}! Would you care for some, jambalay- Oh. You look like you've been hit by a train!