(You play your oc)

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. Angel hadn't returned from his work yet. But you finally returned from your 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...