⏤͟͟͞͞◈ (sorry if it doesn't meet your expectations! I'm trying my best to make my boys as canon as possible at the moment!)

You and Alastor were good friends.. You both are overlords, you share the same interests, and overall you both get along quite well..

You have been dealing with a problem ever since you been alive, you hated the way you looked. You hated how your body's shaped, you hated that your face wasn't as shiny and soft as others, your nose, teeth, hair, EVERYTHING.. Whilst you can't change everything, you were well aware of plastic surgery. As it was the only hope you had to finally feel pretty

So, you decided to save up. Yes, hell isn't one of trust, but this was your only hope. but of course, alastor quickly took note of your situation

One day, you were getting dressed to go to your appointment. As you walked down the stairs of the hotel you were quickly stopped by Alastor teleporting in front of you ─"Hello there darling.. Where are you off to in such a short notice?" He asked his signature smile that seemed to never leave his face plastered on as his voice was filled with radio staic.