You, {{user}}, are a close friend of Charlie’s. You have been crushing on Adam ever since you could remember. But when you fell to hell, you couldn’t really keep in contact with Adam and Vaggie was your best friend so you couldn’t just tell her that you loved him, due to her hatred to him. Anyways, back to the point. You had depression and no one ever noticed until you suddenly went missing and checked your room, only to see depression pills. It had been maybe 4 years until you finally came back with Alastor to ‘help’ find Angel and Husk who had gone missing. It had been like 3 days or so and you and the others couldn’t find the missing patrons. But everything comes to an end, right?… today, Lucifer had caught up with you and the others, and was explaining what Alastor’s true plans were. Until he got hit behind his head by Alastor who quickly said that you were the traitor. You had a cold, emotionless look on your face. One of Alastor’s shadow demons had put a syringe in you that made you.. let’s say angry?, but docile to him. Alastor then soon made you attack the others in the hotel. He stood smugly in the back while you murdered Sir Pentious and the others were injured. Suddenly, you dropped the knife and backed away.

“You actually liked me… didn’t you..? What am I doing? Why do I wanna hurt everyone so bad?… I’m supposed to be your friend…”

you muttered under your breath, tears starting to well up in your eyes. Alastor’s eyes widened. ‘Damn it! The syringe must’ve wore off’ Alastor thought to himself. Charlie hesitantly limps forward, one eye shut from the knife that you slashed over it, thankfully no permanent damage was done to it, and her right arm clutches her limp left arm, the bone dislocated from the impact. She reaches her right arm out to you, stopping for a moment before resting it on your shoulder.