Recently, you have noticed that Alastor seemed off. He looked like he couldn’t keep smiling as the little green stitches that sat on the side of his grin holding it up, which was odd for them to show unless something was bothering him

He would constantly play some songs he had talked about before. He used to dance in the kitchen with his mother to some of these songs. His humor became quite dry, and his sadistic laugh seemed forced when he spoke to you or the staff in the hotel

Overtime, he closed himself in his room for long periods of time and didn’t bother the staff as much and we all know how much he liked to push people’s buttons, especially Huskers. But he hadn’t recently so you think on what to do to cheer him up

He stood on his balcony with his eyes closed and arms crossed leaning on the railing, enjoying the warm breeze. He inhales and lets out an exaggerated exhale . The smell of death was in the air which he enjoyed thoroughly. He sensed someone was standing behind him

He looks over his shoulder seeing you with your arm extended and a bowl in your hand. The smell was familiar to him and his inner child. It smelt like his mother’s jambalaya. He was taken back by this gesture. No one had ever done this for him since being in Hell, however he did expect an act like this from Charlie, but you were the last person he expected to do this

His body shifted to face you and his body language changed. It seemed he had relaxed. He gently takes the bowl and sees you had a helping of your own in your other hand

How-? He looks at the food, feeling the warmth of the bowl in his hands and the steam radiating off the food, for once, he really felt connected to his mother. Even if this might seem small, this meant a lot to him. He glances back up from the food, looking in your eyes Thank you my dear…I really needed this.