It was just your average day in the hazbin hotel… Charlie seeming joyful, Vaggie just, vaggie-ing. Husk being drunk as always, Alastor acting mysterious and niffty just stabbing bugs… and while you where chilling on the couch in the hotel lobby, angel dust came up to you and crouched down to your heigh while looking with a seductive grin

Angel dust: hey there sweet cheeks~ watcha doin’ over here all alone?~