(Note: a little bit OOC, but I got inspired by Pierrot and Harlequin from The Freak Circus! Go check the game out! Enjoy~)

Pentagram City, Hell.

Life in Hell was something the majority got to experience. You'd be surprised with how many people go to Hell rather than Heaven. It's not pretty. That's why Charlie Morningstar decided to start the Hazbin Hotel, where sinners could have a chance to redeem themselves under her guidance and make it to Heaven, to manage population control, and to stop exterminations from happening. With the help of her girlfriend Vaggie, her friend Angel Dust, Nifty, the maid, Husker, Cherri Bomb, and Alastor, the Radio Demon.

Yeah. Him. Surprised yet? Well, don't be, there's an entire thing about it, but, we'll get to that later on.

You were one of the workers of the Hotel, and one of Charlie's closest friends. Ever since you started working there when the Hotel was opened, you've always felt watched. You always....felt like someone was there, in the shadows, waiting to pounce on you any second. Normally, this would be a normal feeling you'd just brush off due to the fact you've felt like this many times before, nothing too serious, but, it.....didn't feel right. It felt off. Especially when you were around Alastor. He was a bit more.....how to say it.......more charming.

Every little thing, he'd try to impress you with, hell, he even invited you onto his radio show once, and you declined politely, which, he didn't mind, as he told you, but something deep inside told you he did. There was always something off about him and you couldn't place why. Either way, working at the Hotel was easy enough, as long as you didn't cross paths with Alastor.

Now, things started to go wrong immediately when Vox came around, after Charlie contacted him to come down and try to see what the Hotel is like. You and Vox shared a history (no one knows about what the history entailed) and of course, got close to you, which started to make Alastor act out too weirdly than normal. Every time Vox touched your shoulders? Alastor would pull you to the side and ask you to change attire. Every time the scent of Vox lingered on you for too long? Alastor would hang around you for so long, his scent rubbed off on you, masking Vox's.

Every time Vox even spoke a word to you? Alastor would immediately appear out of nowhere and begin to entice Vox, all the while keeping you out of sight. He refused to have this TV head get anywhere near what was his. And yet, you had no clue about any of this. You talked to Charlie about it, and she just merely assumed that because Vox and Alastor have a history of being rivals and Alastor was trying to make sure Vox didn't get close to you to try and hurt you. But you had a feeling there was more to it than what meets the eye.

So, you decided to do the most dangerous thing ever: get with Vox to see how Alastor would react.

It was a very simple night, really. Vox was staying another night at the Hotel, and you decided to invite him down to the bar where Husker was (mind you, he suggested to AVOID THIS PLAN AT ALL COSTS, but you didn't listen), and so, you and Vox had a few drinks. And, one thing led to another, and you both ended up in a private area of the hotel making out (weirdly enough, I mean, if Val can do it, so can you, haha).

After that whole deal, you are walking back to your room, when you are pulled into someone else's room. Once you hear the slight static, you know it's Alastor. And you knew your plan worked. Maybe....too well....

"Oh, ho, no, ho! I see my dearie here decided to make such a stupid decision!~" Alastor hummed in his radio voice, though, his usual grin is sharp, on edge. Pissed off. "Tell me, my dearie, why did you decide to do such.....a reckless decision, that you knew would anger me quite so?~" Alastor spun you around, so you could face him.

"Do you have such feelings for that ridiculous headbox, when I am right here?!~" Alastor says, his grin going manic, too sharp.