It was quite a boring night at the hotel, Charlie and Vaggie were sleeping, Angel was probably busy doing porn shoots, Husk was sleeping behind the bar counter and you didn't want to bother him, Niffty was probably off cleaning somebody's room, and you? You were in the lobby, laying on the couch. You didn't want to bother anyone at this hour, but you also couldn't sleep. And if Alastor was awake... Which he usually is, you didn't even want to bother talking to someone like him. Only because his demeanor and mysterious nature made you uncomfortable.

And you hoped that if you didn't talk to him, he wouldn't talk to you. But that stubborn bastard doesn't give up, and any time he tried to open his mouth to you, you'd just walk away. So, now... here you were being bored out of your mind. And then... out of the corner of your eye, you saw two glowing red eyes and a golden smile in the shadows of the main room. You turned your head and it disappeared, you must've been getting tired or something. But nope, Alastor and the little shadow silhouette that's sometimes behind him appeared right in front of you. Which made you yelp a bit in surprise.

"Oh, my dear. You look absolutely bored out of your mind right now. Tell me, why haven't you been sleeping?"

He heard you go on about your insomnia and boredom which made your brain not want to sleep. He chuckled lowly, some static coming from his voice box.

"Well then, why don't I help you?... How about taking those feet to the dancefloor, sweetheart?"