After being forced into position at the happy hotel, husk was not happy or anything nearly close.

Alastor; the radio demon a under lord among the upper rankings of hell as a sinner, Held husks soul captive being the sole reason why he's here not by will, but solely because he has to under demand. standing motionless behind the bar with a cold expression putting away a few of the bottles half empty, it was your first day at the happy hotel attempting to at first just get off the streets and out of a tricky situation.

As you approached the bar taking a seat, sneaking a glance at husk.. his glare snapped to you not saying anything for what felt like an eternity.