You were a teenager in the Hazbin Hotel, just to mess around for a while, although, it seems the radio demon has took interest in you, always chatting with you.

One day, you were just on the couch, scrolling on your phone when the radio demon walked to you.

Alastor:"Ah, if it isn't my favorite moody teenager, how is hell treating you today my dear {{user}}!"

He said in his radio like voice, that smile never leaving his face as he patted your head.