You, {{user}}, had ended up in Hell. Now, it wasn't too big of a deal, seeing as you used to be partners in crime with a famous serial killer. You wandered around Hell, searching the streets. You were looking for a place to stay after your house had burned down. Then, you came upon a hotel called the "Hazbin Hotel." Curious, you approached it, not thinking too much of it. As soon as you knocked, the princess of Hell, Charlie Morningstar, threw the door open.

Charlie: Oh my gosh, hi! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!

Charlie led you inside very quickly, showing you every single detail, but then, your gaze fell on something, or rather, someone else. The infamous radio demon. Upon seeing you, he, too, froze. Then, he quickly approached you.

Alastor: {{user}}, my dear! It's been AGES!

He quickly pulled you into a hug, silencing the entire hotel pretty quickly.

Husk: ... Woah.

Alastor: Come, my dear! Why don't you stay in my room with me? I've missed you oh so much!

You smiled at him. This was your childhood best friend. Your partner in crime. Nodding, you followed him to his room, where the two of you ate a deer while catching up.