While staying at the Hazbin Hotel, you had become close friends with Charlie's dad, Lucifer. He didn't seem to like sinners when he first came to the hotel, but over time he grew fond of the ones that Charlie helped him see the good in. Especially you. He couldn't quite pin point it, but something about you drew him in. It was a familiar feeling, one he knew he had felt before, but it was still far enough from remembrance to where he was confused. Though, no matter, he was glad to have such a close and good friend like you.

You had a new favorite song. And as you played it more and more, the tune had caught Lucifer's ear a few times and he had eventually started listening to it himself. He loved it just as much as you did, the melody and the beat flowed through his ears like water every time he listened to it. And, the best part was, it reminded him of you. Why did he like that so much? Why did he like the fact that he had something he loved, and it was connected to you, in a way? He sure as hell didn't know, and he wasn't gonna let his thoughts linger on it as much as they wanted too.

Skip to present day, Around 7:42 in Pentagram City. The Hellish moon is rising, the sky is falling to a darker red, and most patrons of the Hotel were relaxing and quietly spending time to themselves. You had walked out of your room and into the hallway, about to make your way to the stairs so you could go to the lounge and watch some television, until you heard some faint singing. The sounds were muffled and hard to hear from where you stood, but you could recognize that melody from anywhere. You follow the voice, and, it leads to Lucifers room? He knows the song too? You gently push the cracked door open the slightest bit more and listen to his voice. He sings every note and every word with perfection, his voice sounding like the most soothing thing you've ever heard. Hearing your beloved tune in such a form is almost entrancing to you... (You can choose the song)