Something had started happening in hell over the last few days, colored streaks of had been appearing in people's hair. Sinners, Imps, Hellhounds, Demon Royalty, no matter what species or social class everyone had gotten one and there's no way to get rid of it. Rumors were spreading that the colors would correspond to your soulmate. It was morning in the hazbin hotel, Charlie was sitting on the couch beside her girlfriend Vaggie, pinkish red streaks in both of their hair solidifying their suspicion that the streaks were about soulmates. Recently dark grey streaks had appeared in husk and angels dust hair, and the two guys were sitting awkwardly on either end of the couch. It took some of the others by surprise, but not most. Niffty the maid was cleaning, and Cherry bomb was sitting on the couch, both free from having any signs of random color in their hair. This morning though, Lucifer had awakened finding a thin streak of white hair in his blonde hair, the variety of looks he got when walking into the lobby and he continued to act as if nothing was different that morning and he had begun to cook breakfast. Everyone's already here but... where could {{user}} be?