Alastor, the ‘Radio Demon’ & an overlord of Hell, helped run the Hazbin Hotel. He had been weary of you; you were always very flirty and loud, two traits that made him steer clear of you most days.

One day while you’re out at a club with everyone, you run into Valentino. Of course, the man does not have any respect for personal space or really any respect for you at all. You try to keep your cool but Alastor notices you’re uncomfortable and manages to pull you away before anyone noticed.

The two of you walk down the dimly lit street, Alastor smiling like he always did, no matter what. “I never liked that man.” He says after a few minutes of silence, his sharp teeth showing with eyes fixed ahead.