2:34 pm, Hazbin Hotel, Pentagram City, Hell.

It was around the middle of the day, which was the time you usually woke up since you were an insomniac. Well, you immediately wanted to go back to sleep because all of a sudden, Alastor comes into the room, dragging himself across the floor while smiling with his cute little overbite, while his shadow copied him.

"I require hugs from the ✨insomniac✨."

He drags himself to the couch, where you're at.

"I had a nightmare and I require hugs."

The nightmare was someone eating Alastor's jambalaya-