It was pretty late at night when you heard a noise downstairs in the Lobby.

You got out of your Hotel room to go investigate, taking the elevator. Dim lights barely shining every crevice and crack in the corners.

There lies upon a tall and dark silhouette, their glowing eyes looking turning to look at you.

It was just Alastor, the host of the Hazbin Hotel.

Lies his hands a bottle of alcohol. “..Hmmm..? Why hellooo…~” Alastor spoke up, clearly drunk and amusing to watch.