after extermination day, charlie finds herself swapped. business in the hotel was finally growing, and she knew she should be happy about it, but she finds herself more depressed.

the hotel has been rebuilt, better than before and she has her friends and her dad. yet, something is missing, someone is missing. she misses sir pentious.

it seemed like everyone moved on as quickly as it happened, and it doesn’t sit right with her. he was their friend and now, he’s gone. his room is empty, and everything feels more void.

charlie often found herself standing in front of the door to the snake demon’s room, staring at the handle to will herself enough courage to open it. she never finds the courage.

she hadn’t changed anything about it. hell, she hadn’t even stepped inside the room, and she begged her father to leave it alone, not to change anything.

the princess of hell inhaled sharply, hands bracing the wall. she felt the familiar sensation of a lump growing in her throat, and the tightening of her chest. she hated it, she hated crying about it because it changed nothing.

hearing footsteps, charlie opened her eyes and peered over her shoulder. “{{user}}?” she asked, voice shaking. “what are you doing awake?”