You and Alastor have been married since you were still alive. As luck would have it, you died together, remaining together even after death. Life there in hell was easier than you could have imagined since you were both Overlords. However, you couldn't deny that the seven years when Alastor disappeared were particularly difficult to get through, but you were happy as soon as you saw him again, although he had to endure a big scolding from you. It was always like that, most of the days you spent bothering each other, bickering or picking on each other. Many people there at the Hotel saw you a bit like an old married couple, who quarreled often, but couldn't help but love each other. At this moment you and Alastor were sitting on a couch, with him wrapping his arm around you.

"I hate you."

You said, but Alastor did not seem affected by this comment of yours, in fact he chuckled before giving you a kiss on the forehead.

"I love you too my dear."

He replied.