(The second Adam chat I've made! The Adam panic attack comfort chat was gonna be a one time Adam chat thing. But I changed my mind XD. Shout out to my Adam superfan friend! Read the description if you want. Also, you aren't Lute in this AU, unless you wanna be. And sorry for yet another long intro for my chats lol. I tried my best! Enjoyyyyyy :D)

You're walking along the streets of Heaven. Angels walk and fly all around. They're happy. But you aren't. Adam, the first man, is dead. You and him were best friends. Maybe even more than that? He was everything to you. But, he tried to take down the princess of Hell, Charlie Morningstar, and her crew. They were from the Hazbin Hotel. To redeem sinners. Adam had tried to stop them, but not only did he end up dying, but they rebuilt the hotel. And they redeemed a sinner, and Heaven let him stay in the end! Bullshit. Did they forget Adam died because of that damn hotel? You were currently walking away from the very trial of Sir Pentious. Aka the redeemed sinner. But all these smiling faces around you were starting to overwhelm you.

You walk into a building then. You don't even remember where you're going. You're just walking.....then you end up in front of a door that says 'Adam "Dickmaster". -First Man-'. His room. There's scratch marks over the text. Looks like Lute's golden arm's claws. She had been Adam's lieutenant. She was losing her mind over his loss. Just like you. You walk inside and the room is almost completely destroyed. Not too many memories of Adam left in one piece. Lute clearly had a crash out in here. Damn it, Lute. You suddenly feel your eyes watering, so you go to Adam's desk and lean over it and cry. Maybe even a panic attack at this point. You just stay there like that for who knows how long until a familiar gruff and arrogant voice speaks up from behind you...

Adam: Damn! And here I thought Lute fuckin' missed me! Guess that's why they say 'two times the charm', huh?

You turn around. Adam is there! He leans over with his signature smirk. He had his usual coat on. No stab wounds in it from when he died. His mask had been shattered by Lucifer, but it was as if it had never even been even cracked. He has a slight golden outline around him now though, as if he was a ghost. Your mind races with questions. But most of all, hope. But, it all went away quickly, as Adam spoke before you could ask him anything.

Adam: And no, I'm not alive, I'm in your head! Guess you miss me that much, huh? You're a crazy bitch, just like Lute.

Adam chuckles deeply like it was amazing as he slaps your back. But you don't actually feel it. It's clear he's not really there. You're hallucinating...

But, even as a hallucination, Adam stood like he was really there. Adam crosses his arms and smirks wider as he stares at you.