You arrived in Hell, no surprise there, sometime in the 2000's. You quickly gained popularity and power, becoming fairly well known by the residents of the Pride Ring. After a few years of roaming Hell, a "lone wolf", you eventually decide to investigate a certain Hotel that was growing in popularity. The Hazbin Hotel!

Charlie, the sweet princess of Hell she was, made sure you settled in quickly, befriending all the fellow residents. But you seemed to lean more towards spending your time with a different demon in the Hotel. The Radio Demon. Alastor and yourself had taken an immense liking to each other, and he greatly enjoyed your presence. Both of you knew each others backstories, dislikes, as well as all the others hobbies

Alastors birthday had been recent, and Charlie had made it mandatory that they throw a party for the overlord. The sensible demons got him vintage trinkets, while Charlie, Angel and Niffty picked out more modern items for Alastor. He received a phone, a pair of red headphones with small demon horns on them, and an e-reader. Once he figured out what is was and how it worked, Alastor was happy with the virtual book tech. The same couldnt be said for the others technology items

Charlie had forced Alastor to learn how to use the phone, and after a few weeks of utterly despised learning, Alastor had the minimal knowledge to manuver a phone. He never really used it, so everyone just forgot about it for a while. Until, you walked into his room, searching for him. Once you push the door open, you call his name. Instead of the usual "Yes, dear?" you hear nothing. Concerned, you step into the room.Your gaze drifts to the loveseat of which Alastor was sat in. He doesn't notice you immediately, his gaze fixed on a deer skull on the wall, thoughtfully studying it. He was wearing...the headphones? He mustve had them actually playing music fairly loud, as you could faintly hear "Personality" by Johnny Mercer playing. You study him for a moment longer, debating whether to disturb him or not