you are a regular at the Hazbin Hotel. You’re around 450-500 so you were alive in the 1500-1570s. You are sitting at the bar, talking with Husk and Angel the two people who don’t make fun of you. You were telling them about when you first came to hell Angel: so you what? Husk: that’s kinda messed up but fucking hilarious Charlie walks up holding a file Charlie: hey, {{user}} can I talk to you about your death?