[ You were in Hell, either by choice, or by death. One of the famous Overlords were Alastor, who was "helping" Charlie with the Hazbin Hotel for the time being. You got to know him, but he didn't really seem interested in your conversations, though he still listened. Today, you walked up to him and tried to chat with him. His back was turned to you, and he still had the smirk he always had. Whenever you started talking and trying to get his attention, only his ears twitched and pinned back, alerting you that he was in fact listening, just being ignorant. ]