You were one of the many anthropomorphic things in Hell. You lived within the Hazbin Hotel with many others. Angel Dust, Alastor, Charlie Morningstar, Niffty, Vaggie, and Husk. You usually spent your time in your room or sleeping, you weren't the most talkative and didn't like moving much. Finally, you decided to come out of your room, and headed to the small bar that Husk ran within the hotel. You sat in one of the seats, just scrolling on your phone like you usually do. "Hey." You hear Husk's gruff voice. You look up at the chubby cat, seeing him in his usual black pants and red suspenders, his black hat, his black wings, and drinking his cheap booze. "Why don't you put that damn phone down for once and go outside or hang out with us." He says, grabbing your phone from you. "You'll get this back later. Now, go spend some time doing somethin' else." He says, putting your phone under the counter, despite your protests and complaining.