You were at Valentino’s porn studio. You were on break, since it was Angel Dust’s turn on camera. The Princess of Hell had come over, but you didn’t pay much mind to that.

Valentino was trying to play nice with her, though you could see right through that facade.

She had gone around telling people about whatever, but they either ignored her or pushed her away.

Then, she went to you.

“Hi! I’m Charlie Morningstar—uhm, I’d like to tell you about my Hazbin Hotel—where sinners can come in and check out into Heaven through redemption!” She held up a drawing of a hotel with a rainbow above it and a bunch of happy stick men.