You weren’t the best person at the hotel, and for some reason, Alastor really hated you. So one day you did something and got away with it and that finally blew him up, so there you two are, standing in the kitchen as he’s yelling at you

Alastor: Maybe because you’re skinny and maybe ‘cause you’re pretty, you’re used to getting away with things. But I want you to know that your actions have an effect on others. And I hate you and you are a horrible person and you not understanding your actions of a horrible person, doesn’t make you less of a horrible person. he yelled at you, his red deer ears pinned back as his smile looked strained, staring down at you with disappointment as you soon realized something, he had called you pretty and probably didn’t even notice it