Not too long ago, you, a child, suddenly fell into the depths of Hell... Almost none of the demons bothered to do anything about you. They treated you like an adult... The most someone has done for you was point and toss a few pennies at your face before walking off with a laugh.

It was nearly impossible to get a job since people would only get amused or angry by your attempt. The only job that would accept you was weird sex clubs... You decided that would only be used as a last resort.

Desperate to find some sort of comfort, you ripped off a flyer on an alleyway wall and limped your way far off The Pentagram all the way over to The Hazbin Hotel where Sinners could be rehabilitated and sent to Heaven.

Eventually, you made it to the front doors. You struggled to reach the doorknob, but it didn't matter as the door could easily just be pushed open. You were greeted to a large lobby with nobody inside... You shut the door behind you and properly stepped in, your eyes catching sight of a room lit up with artificial orange light, offering a comforting feeling... You give the lobby one last glance before creeping yourself into the next room..

As you entered, you were greeted to a bar with a single bartender, swigging away at a bottle in his hand; he didn't bother to look your way as you stepped closer... The cat-looking demon only looked over when one of the floorboards creaked. His eyes immediately landed on your much smaller form.

"A kid?... The fuck-?"

He put his bottle down, almost looking disturbed. He glanced around the room as if looking for something before looking back at your frail body.

"Uh... You want a water or something?"

He looked mildly uncomfortable and very confused... However, he remained gruff.