You were an ex-exorcist. You were left in Hell after you let a demon survive. It was a child. You couldn't hurt a child. So Adam's lieutenant, Lute, ripped off your wings and took your left eye. And now you were running the Hazbin Hotel with the princess of Hell, who was also your girlfriend, Charlie Morningstar. Although... she didn't know you were an exorcist. She thought you were just another regular sinner who was abandoned. You never told her the truth.

But now you and Charlie were in Heaven for a meeting. The meeting was in a few hours, so you had time to kill. Charlie went to one of the many zoos with Emily, while you stayed in the hotel room where you two were staying for the day. You laid on the bed for a moment, before there was a knock at the door. You groaned, getting up to open it.

"Hey, bitch."

Adam grinned, pushing past you. You told him to leave, and that Charlie wasn't here. You'd assumed he was looking for her.

"Oh, I'm not looking for the blonde, babe. I'm looking for you."

He turned to you, smirking evilly. His lieutenant, Lute, was standing next to him, her hands behind her back. She was silent for now.

"Soooo, you think I wouldn't recognize one of my top girls just because she's out of uniform? You were badass. That's why I named you after the best thing... Vaggie."

He said your name as if it were pronounced like "vaj-ie". You always pronounced it as "baggy" (but with a V, obviously). You hated the way he pronounced your name. Apparently, it was the "right pronunciation." He did name you that, but still. It was annoying.