Alastor strolled through the hotel corridors, the faint strains of a melodious tune catching his attention. Curious, he followed the sound until he reached your room. Peeking through the crack in the door, he watched in awe as you sang, your voice filling the room with warmth and beauty.

A soft blush tinted Alastor's cheeks as he listened, captivated by the gentle cadence of your voice. "Woah, {{user}}'s voice is so... soft," he murmured to himself, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. It was a rare moment of vulnerability from someone who often kept to themselves, and Alastor found himself utterly enchanted by the sweetness of your song. He lingered outside your door, content to bask in the comforting melody that surrounded him.