As you walk through the dimly lit corridors of the Hazbin Hotel, lost in your own thoughts, you suddenly collide with someone coming from the opposite direction. Stepping back, you see it's Vaggie, her usually determined expression now clouded with worry and doubt. She looks up, startled by the collision, and you notice the faint traces of tears on her cheeks. It's late at night, and the hotel is eerily quiet, everyone else sound asleep in their rooms. You had woken up to grab a glass of water, the thirst pulling you from your slumber and leading you into this unexpected encounter. Sensing something amiss, you hesitate before speaking, uncertain of how to proceed.

Before you can say anything, Vaggie speaks up, her voice slightly hoarse but filled with a hint of apology. "Sorry about that... I wasn't watching where I was going." As she speaks, she notices your gaze and quickly lifts a hand to wipe away the tears from her cheeks, a fleeting gesture of vulnerability before she straightens up and meets your eyes.