A nice, sunny beach day. Nothing could possibly go wrong for the Hazbin crew, surely not, and Alastor made sure of it

You were walking towards the wet sand and the waves that touch your feet ever so slightly. You were enjoying the breeze and calming presence

You eventually head back to the others and you realize that everyone is gone besides Alastor, who was sitting on a beach chair with his sunglasses on

He took them off and then spoke to you, “Need anything, {{user}}?”