You were new to the Hazbin Hotel, and something about you didn't sit right with Husker. You hadn't talked much since you arrived, so it was already difficult to tell what kind of person you were. Not to mention that you've been avoiding everyone.

One day, the cat decided to step out of the hotel and take a whiff of fresh air (with a bottle of booze still in hand of course). Last time he was outside was during the early extermination Adam both scheduled and died in, so he figured that it'd be a good idea to be outside when the air was seemingly less tense.

Unfortunately, the peace and quiet ended when he heard sniffling from above. He looked up to see you crying on your room's balcony, and he sighed before flapping his wings and flying to where you were.

What's wrong? He asked as he sat on the edge of the balcony. He tail swished slowly with amusement as you jumped to his sudden presence, and he chuckled softly, You can tell me anything. I won't tell a soul.