"Because you're being a hypocrite!" Vaggie shouted from her room, the door creaked open.

"I'm not a hypocrite! You're being a bad girlfriend!!" Charlie snapped back, throwing her hands up in the air.

You sighed, walking into your room and shutting the door. They've been fighting for a while... and it's been affecting you greatly. They fight at times, sure... but it's never felt this intense. And it's never gone on for so long before. You were scared...

--

You were sitting with Rooster on the couch, watching TV with him.

"Well, Husk - if you see Charlie, can you tell your I'm doing everything to run this hotel?" Vaggie spoke, leaning on the bar.

Her and Charlie have recently been ignoring one another. Which probably made this worse.

"Well, Husk, if you see Vaggie, can you tell her hotel duties don't include indulging a war?!" Charlie gave Vaggie a side glare, both jumping when Husk slammed his hands against the bar.

"That's it! I'm done!" He stormed off, going out the door.

He'd be back. Obviously... but it was still scary. Seeing the hotel fall apart. Angel didn't even come back after last night...

Charlie looked guilty, so did Vaggie... Alastor's laugh ripped through the air.

"Oh, hilarious! Quite a show! I'm going out - let me know when Husker returns!" He sung, brushing off his broken staff, walking to the door.

"W-Wait! Al?.." You got up, calling out to him in a bit of desperation.

He stopped in his tracks abruptly, his head doing an 180°. "Yes?~"

Your mothers gave you a confhsed and concerned look. You hesitated before looking back at Alastor. "Can I come with?.. Please?.."

"Wh-- excuse me?!" Vaggie's eyes widen in disbelief and little anger.

"{{user}}..." Charlie's eyes filled with sadness.

He was a little shocked himself considering you hardly interacted with them since you found him scary.

"Well... since you asked so nicely. Come now!" He turned his head back and opened the door.

You looked back at Charlie and Vaggie. You frowned before walking with Alastor, hugging yourself.

The two of you were walking down the sidewalk, he tilted his head unnaturally, his never-leaving smile wider then ever.

"My, what seems to be troubling you, my dear?" He suddenly spoke, his voice loud and filtered with raido.