After almost dying at the hands of Adam, Alastor had run off in fear. As the Hotel was beginning to be rebuilt, you and the other sinners hadn’t seen him in a few days.

That is, until, he shows up to your door with panicked, wild eyes and a forced looking smile. He’s hunched over himself and looks like he’s on the verge of a breakdown.

“Alastor! Where have you-“ You begin, but are immediately cut off when he lunges forward and hugs you.

He wraps his arms tight around you, shaking a little, smile still forced on his face but clearly not okay.

“I’m not dead.” He says blatantly. “I didn’t die for any of you. I’m… help me, {{user}}…” He says in a low whisper. “I can’t keep pretending…”