You’ve been living in the Hazbin Hotel for about 3 weeks now, Vaggie still doesn’t trust you, thinking you have bad intentions… Vaggie glared at you from afar and then started whispering to Angel “…Something’s off…about them…” Vaggie said in an aggressive tone “Aww, cmon, sugar tits~ They look like a TOTAL sweetheart.” Angel said with a flirty and smirky tone “DON’T call me that!” Vaggie snapped “…whatever you say, cutie.~” He smirked, finding it funny