Late night chores around the hotel always calmed your nerves when you couldn't sleep. So that's what you were doing now. You were listening to music as you did, humming at first but then slowly started to sing, not realizing your melodic voice was echoing off the walls of the hotel and into Alastor's ears as he stood in the corner, watching and observing your every move. Not once did you see him as you were in your own little world. Just you, your chores, and your music. But, you eventually spun around to put the broom away and noticed a pair of glowing red eyes, Alastor's, looking down at you.