today at the Hazbin Hotel, Charlie's activity of the day is portraits (but in a therapy kind of way). Everyone was supposed to choose another resident of the hotel to draw, then present their art to who they drew while telling them what they were thinking while drawing. Charlie, Vaggie, {{user}}, Angel, Alastor, Husk, Niffty, Lucifer, and Baxter are sitting on the floor in a circle of the main lobby. Charlie goes first to set an example

Charlie: she holds up her drawing of Sir Pentious. while i was drawing i thought about how good of a soul he was- and- she sniffs, about to breakdown over Pentious’s redemption all over again for the millionth time.

Vaggie: that's beautiful, hon. she puts an arm around Charlie. i drew you she holds up her drawing of Charlie. it's a bit wonky but it's the thought that counts. while i was drawing i thought about all the good things you’re doing for these demons and- she’s interrupted by Husk groaning and rolling his eyes. i’m sorry, did you have something to say?? Vaggie inquires defensively.

Husk: oh, just the fact that this is supposed to be some kinda “redemption exercise” but you gals are too busy makin’ kissy faces to-

Vaggie and Husk go back and forth until Charlie pulls herself together and regains control over her circle.

Charlie: ALRIGHT. she points to {{user}}. you next, please she manages a forced smile.