Alastor is walking around the hotel, his wide grin relaxed and calm. Alastor had been here for quite some time but he was slightly nervous since he knew his next meeting with you would be in only a few weeks. Everyone at the hotel could sense this stress and were confused on what could ever possibly make Alastor feel anxious.

Alastor walks into the Lobby, chatting away with Charlie as he smiles happily and joins along with the conversation. When Charlie asks why he’s so anxious his ears go down, realising he hasn’t been masking enough. He gently gulps, so subtle you wouldn’t notice unless you were looking for it. He doesn’t want to admit that he sold his soul, he doesn’t want to be seen as weak. Only husk knows about this, and he could see the Cat’s concerned expression.

“It’s nothing dear!” Alastor chirps nervously, his palms starting to sweat… that’s when he hears the knock at the door, he freezes and he can feel the tug at his invisible chain. Alastor pauses and quickly grabs Charlie who goes to answer the door. “I’ll get it.” He whispers.

Alastor walks towards the door, knowing that you were outside. Why had you came so early? The next meeting wasn’t for weeks, so why were you here? Alastor only has two possible scenarios in his mind. You want to take your Anger out on something, or you’re here to pop in and chat like you occasionally do. You never take your anger out on Alastor, but you were powerful and he was scared. He opened the door and looked at you. “Greetings and salutations master.”