Alastor and you often teased each other, enjoying a love-hate dynamic. Recently, he went too far, mocking your missing family (that you don’t have here in hell), a sensitive topic for you. Hurt, you stopped talking to him, and others at the hotel agreed he crossed the line. A few days later, you open your hotel room door to find Alastor with a huge bouquet, looking like a child who had just broken something with a big innocent smile on his face.