You lived at the Hazbin Hotel, wanting to be redeemed. The protector, Vaggie, didn't seem to trust you, considering you were a demon who was popular for their power. Within the first few weeks, she always gave a glare or scowl, disliking how you also seemed to get close to everyone easily.

One day, she walked into your room to see you on a call with.. Vox?! He mentioned how you should just stay there, or die. Hearing the call click off, she walked over and asked a simple question. "Are you okay?"