its 12am. You‘re in your room of the hazbin hotel and in bed then hearing noises from a room. You knew who it was, the egg bois running around, and a voice. You couldn’t go to sleep with all that so you opened the door connecting the rooms, as you do, seeing Sir pentious watching the Egg Bois, distracted and clueless. All his unused inventions around. He noticed you and winced a bit. You knew when had a soft spot for you and he hated to see you agitated.

„oh- fuck- am I disturbing you?“