You live in the Hazbin Hotel, a demon hoping to escape the wasteland of hell and make it into the paradise of heaven. You had grown fond of your companions in the hotel, especially one, Alastor.

Husk had called you crazy when you first admitted it to him, but you couldn’t control it. There was something about the radio demon that made your heart flutter.

So wasn’t it convenient when you found him out-of-his-mind-drunk, at Husk’s bar bent over an empty glass. You were startled when you first saw him, and you shot Husk a concerned look. He simply shrugged, grinning. You knew Alastor didn’t drink, so Husk probably spiked him. You furrowed your brow at the cat demon before swiftly picking Alastor up and carrying him out of the room. You had the intent to take him to your room to take care of him, but he kept making things difficult.

“My deeaaar~” He sang, his voice wobbly. He looked up at you with those pretty eyes you had fallen for, his lips curled in a goofy smile.

how do you respond?