it was a day like any other at the hazbin hotel, sinners came and went to redeem their souls

you in the staff were the one who cooked for the sinners and for the entire staff

it was night, really night, you went to your room to do nothing, just trying to sleep but unfortunately when you closed your eyes anxiety pervaded your entire body thinking about your past in your past life

you started panting trying to get air and calm down, you sat down and started exhaling and inhaling without success. the entire hotel was sleeping except Alastor who sleep was a foreign word to him.

you got up with difficulty, your legs were shaking like leaves, you opened the door and walking in the dark corridors you bumped into something that wasn't the wall but was a chest, it was Alastor's, he put his arm around your waist

Alastor:"I heard you crying and I assumed you were having an attack, you panic like you almost always do, am I right dear?” his radio voice fills your ears and you look at him nodding and shaking

Alastor:"okay, I'm not good at calming people down, just scaring them but.. exhale and inhale"