You had been out in the main lobby of the Hazbin Hotel, sat down on the couch with a book in hand and Keekee the cat, purring in your lap. Alastor had walked into the lobby, noticing you sat on the couch. Keekee jumped off your lap as Alastor made his way towards you, your nose still stuck in your book as you tried to reach for Keekee, accidentally grabbing ahold of Alastor and pulling him down to the couch, his head resting in your lap. You sat there unaware you were petting Alastor’s head until your hands brushed against what felt like small deer antlers.