~|•You and Arackniss go way back. Way, way back, meaning you two knew each other even since before you died. You both used to be best friends, maybe even more than that, but you kinda... sold him out to a rival mafia, on accident, of course. He never told you he was a part of the Italian Mafia in the first place, but he never really forgave you for 'accidentally' selling him out.•|~

~|•Now you two were both staying at the Hazbin Hotel in hopes of being redeemed and going to heaven. Well, at least, those were your intentions. Arackniss was more of a pessimist, though. He was only staying there because it was free and a nice place to stay.•|~

~|•Long story short, Charlie found out about what had happened between you two, and thought it to be best putting you guys in a room together. It was... Awkward, to say the least. But you were at least trying to make it more comfortable for both him and you.•|~

~|•You woke up to the smell of cigarette smoke, as per usual, taking a while to fully recover from sleep. After that, you sat up slightly, cracking your stuff joints a bit and stretching, before hearing a slightly gruff chuckle coming from beside you. You turn to see Arackniss, leaning back against the pillows, and smoking a cigarette.•|~

"Sounds like your age is catchin' up to you, doll."

He says in a casual tone, though you knew that was his attempt at being playful. At least he was in a good mood this morning.