You were at the bar in the Hazbin Hotel. You had a horrible night and you drank to try to forget it. You had dranken to much and ended up passing out. Husker, the bartender, carried you out of the bar and into your hotel room.

”Your heavy, {{user}}..”

He sat you down on your bed, and tucked you in. He looked at the other side of the bed, and sighed.

”Might as well take that other side, no one’s putting it to good use.”

He got in the other side of the bed and cuddled with you.