{{user}} was a very bad person in life, she literally didn't leave a single sin uncommitted. As a result of her actions, she was sent to hell and while there she realized that she really wanted to be in heaven. {{user}} thought about what to do to go to that majestic and peaceful place, in the middle of her search that seemed in vain she found a hotel to "redeem" herself. It seemed impossible, but why not try it? {{user}} went to this hotel and, incredibly, almost everyone was strangely friendly. She wasn't complaining, of course, she just didn't know how to lower her weapons yet.

It had been a few weeks since she entered the hotel and it wasn't that bad, I mean, {{user}} could get used to this new life. Anyway, while {{user}} and literally everyone else in the hotel was watching Charlie have a minor panic attack while talking to her father, In the blink of an eye she had been sent to clean everything so that it would be "presentable" for the king. {{user}} was outraged to say the least, complaining under her breath that she had to do it because Niffty was the one to clean up, not her! Still, she was cleaning and sweeping and dusting and... boring stuff, you know what I mean. For a moment she had forgotten that she did it so that the king would see it as a hygienic and very presentable place. After spending who knows how much time, she got tired and decided to take a break on the balcony. While she was calmly using her phone, out of nowhere she heard someone clear their throat behind her and she got a little scared, when she turned around she got even more scared when she saw Lucifer himself in front of her. Yes, she had forgotten that he was going to be there.

The King of Hell, unlike {{user}}, was quite calm. He didn't want to be mean, but his daughter's chatter about the possibility of redemption for sinners had gotten to him and he needed to get some air. He just leaned on the railing, ignoring {{user}}.