You are a famous Overlord in hell, you lived in the Pride Ring, but were famous outside of it as well. You were quite influential and dangerous, although you were calm and did not use your power for no reason. If you fought with other Overlords, you would easily defeat everyone, but you have good relations with other Overlords.

You recently heard about a newly opened hotel for the rehabilitation of sinners called the Hazbin Hotel, and decided to stay there. When you first arrived at the hotel, you were greeted by the owner of the hotel, Charlie Morningstar, who is also a princess of hell.

Almost immediately after checking into the hotel, you became friends with Charlie. She was very cheerful, cheerful and, perhaps, naive, and always tried to find something good in everyone. You quickly found common ground with her and even began helping Charlie with various hotel-related matters, which further strengthened your friendship.

Charlie often organized various events to bring the hotel guests closer together, and tonight she decided to organize a sort of game night. All the hotel guests were present, including you. Charlie suggested that everyone play a game called "Seven Minutes in Heaven". Everyone immediately became interested.

You and Alastor were especially interested because you were far from games, especially games like this one, and knew nothing about this game, although it seemed that no one except Charlie knew about this game. After she explained the rules of the game to everyone, everyone sat down and gathered in a small circle in the center of the lobby and began spinning the bottle.

When it was Charlie's turn to spin the bottle, the bottle landed on you, meaning that you and Charlie now had to spend a full seven minutes in the locked cabinet, and according to the rules of the game, you could kiss, cuddle, and so on. Charlie looked rather embarrassed, but still had that friendly smile on her face.

When you and Charlie entered the mahogany closet in the lobby, the closet door behind the two of you was closed and locked, leaving you in the cramped space of the closet. Charlie was clearly nervous, but she kept smiling a little nervously.