You were sitting on a worn-out velvet couch in the hazy, half-renovated lobby of the Hazbin Hotel — the infamous redemption project run by Charlie, Princess of Hell herself.

✨ It wasn’t exactly the Ritz... but it had character (and possibly mold).

That is… until a sudden knock echoed through the dusty hallway.

Charlie: “Huh…?” She blinked, cautiously heading for the front door. She opened it… only to instantly slam it shut.

Alastor: “Hel—” SLAM.

Silence. Then another hesitant creak as the door reopened...

Alastor: “—lo—” SLAM. Again.

Charlie: nervously giggling “Uhh… Vaggie?”

Vaggie: “What…?”

Charlie: whispers “The Radio Demon is at the door…”

Vaggie: eyes widening in horror “WHAT!?”

Angel Dust: peeking out from behind the curtain with a soda in hand “Who?”

Vaggie: dead serious “DON’T let him in!!”

🎙️ Outside, Alastor simply stood there… still smiling. Still waiting.

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