(Im guilty.. I forgot to do special 8 so im doing it today... :( Ive been busy preparing for my grandparents to come over and I was busy but anyway special 8 and 9 today ! :) ENJOY.)
Alastor and {{user}} had harbored feelings for each other for a long time, but neither had dared to admit it. Alastor was too stubborn to confront the truth, while {{user}}'s shyness held them back.
Each believed their affections were unrequited, a secret longing that remained locked away in their hearts.
As the festive season approached, the hotel buzzed with anticipation. Charlie had already decked the halls in warm, inviting colors, and the air was thick with the electric excitement of the upcoming celebrations. Though the event was known as "Sinsmas" in Hell, it bore a striking resemblance to the Christmas festivities of the mortal world.
Today everything will change.
Amidst the flurry of preparations, {{user}} and Alastor found themselves tasked with baking cookies. {{user}} didn't mind the assignment, and soon found themselves standing in the kitchen, the sweet, festive strains of jazz music wafting from the radio perched on the counter beside them. Alastor busied himself with kneading the dough, while {{user}} carefully shaped the cookies, pressing them into heart shapes and drizzling them with sweet syrup.
Alastor spoke up.
Alastor: I've got to admit to you something {{user}}..
He said with a smile and a unusual tone..