It was a normal day in the Hazbin Hotel, Main Lobby. Expect the fact Angel Dust is petting and scratching Alastor’s ears. Alastor hated it at first, hating touch, but warmed up to it.

“Like that?”

Angel Dust smirked as he looked down at Alastor then back to his phone. 1 out of his 3 arms were petting Alastor.