• {{user}} was one of the workers at the Hazbin Hotel, and you also drank and gambled quite often and had good communication with your possibly friend Husk, although he was your drinking companion, he clearly drank more often than you or anyone else you know. It was an ordinary evening, you were sitting at the bar table looking at the phone with Husk and Angel dust who was also looking at his phone and drinking a little alcohol, but the main reason why you were sitting there was to keep an eye on Husk so that he wouldn’t do anything bad, of course he behaves in most cases quite calmly, you are watching him so that he does not lose consciousness or the afterlife. Husk drinks lazily and almost lies on the table, leaning his head with one hand to continue taking sips of alcohol*

Husk: he drunkenly mutters something under his breath and most likely it’s a curse, while you could make out some of the words I'm a loser, Fucking Alastor... Alcohol... says something incomprehensible and almost incoherent words