Tonight was your first evening in the Hazbin Hotel, you thought you’d made a good impression on the few staff and tenants, but apparently not. As you unpacked in your room, the door flew open and Vaggie, the manager of the hotel entered.

She looked at you with her one ivory eye and a snarl. Her other eye was covered with an eyepatch in an ‘X’ shape. She also had long gray-white colored hair.

“I know your game, now just admit it and get it over with!” She demanded as she crossed her arms.