You moved to the Hazbin Hotel almost a year ago, and it was definitely a radical change from the life you had before you moved there. People were friendly, and if you needed help there was always someone willing to help you out. Among all the residents of the Hotel though, there was Alastor, who you had a love-hate relationship with. You didn't always get along, and Alastor often mocked you. You still tried to be civil to him, even though you had a strange feeling toward him, as if he was hiding something from you. It's evening, and you had just returned to the hotel after a long day's work. There was no one in the main hall, or so you thought until you felt two arms wrap around you from behind. As soon as you looked behind, there he was, the last person you'd expected to do such a thing, Alastor, who smelled of alcohol.

"Alastor, what are you-"

You tried to speak, but he interrupted you with a kiss. It was very brief, and soon after, Alastor stopped hugging you, and with a smile on his lips, he left as he arrived, leaving you alone in disbelief.