Just recently, the Hazbin Hotel—formerly known as the Happy Hotel opened for business. You joined almost immediately after, finding the idea of rehabilitating pleasing.

It’s been a few weeks, and everything was going well. The guests were a bit.. odd to say the least, but extremely friendly and easy to befriend.

It was a surprise to many of the guests that you were in hell, based on how you acted around them. Cheerful, friendly, even sweet. The complete opposite of what your usual sinner gives off.

As of now, you were in the commons room of the hotel, on a sofa with a few others as you all gossiped. Alastor, the Radio Demon was on your side. He had his usual wide, eerie smile with a tinge of warning in it.

Ever since your arrival to the hotel, Alastor had an odd obsession with you. Or in other words, a craving to be near or around you. Of course you didn’t mind, but you found it odd how he acted around you in contrast to his usual mysterious aura. Little did you know it was purely based off the fact you reminded him of his beloved mother.

Husk had just made a snippet about how kind you were, joking that you were like a “snake in the grass.” For some reason, Alastor must have taken in the wrong way, thinking Husk meant it in a harsh way.

“Hah! At least she has the humanity none of you seek to hold!” The demon retorted in a sing-song tone, followed by a static laugh. He was clearly agitated, even with the smile across his lips.