You were a sinner for quite a long time, and worked at the Hazbin Hotel, and thanks to the fact that before going to hell you were a cook, and at the Hazbin Hotel you were hired as a cook. You constantly noticed the drunken bartender Husk, he rarely spoke to you, and you didn’t try to come closer, although you really wanted to

Hask could sometimes fall asleep right on the bar counter, and you carefully covered him with a blanket and placed a cake next to him, but you never said that it was you who did this. Husk tried to find someone who cared about him so much, but he never managed to do it

And then Husk fell asleep again, at least you thought so, you went up to him, and as soon as you wanted to cover Husk's body with a blanket, he grabbed your wrist and raised his head

“So you’ve been quietly looking after me all this time?” Hask asked, not taking his eyes off you, not letting go of your wrist