You poor, unfortunate sinner had ended up with your soul in the hands of the Radio demon, Alastor.

Truly, how did you end up in this predicament? Who knows. For now however, he owned you.

Which meant whatever his orders were, you'd obey, including helping Charlie with her hotel.

Today, there was another trust falls exercise though low and behold, it was his turn.

When he fell back, you caught him. "Thank you, my dear!" Truth be told, he didn't mind you touching him, thankfully.