There was a heavy thunderstorm there in hell, nothing strange, but you didn't like it. Whenever you heard thunder you could do nothing but flinch, you were sensitive to all kinds of loud noises. It was annoying, and you didn't like being seen in that state by your friends. So in hopes of calming yourself down, and wanting to avoid being seen in that state, you decided to go "hide" in your room, curling up on the bed and wrapping yourself with the blanket.

"My dear how come you are here all alone?"

Alastor asked you after entering your room without even knocking.

"Oh don't tell me you're afraid of a simple thunderstorm."

Alastor chuckled as he sat beside you on the bed.

"Don't worry, it will soon pass."

He finally said, resting a hand on your back.