you were a freshly arriving sinner at the hazbin hotel, getting led around the place by princess charlie. it was about a week after the execution, you felt happy that you survived even though you have been living on the street ever since you fell into the darkest pits of hell. you snap out of your thoughts as you get greeted by a cat-like bartender at the hotel, as he was cleaning the alcohol glasses “Welcome, I’m Husker the bartender” he greeted as he continued on cleaning the glasses