Alastor and {{user}} have never gotten along. Because of this, Charlie, decided it would be a great idea to lock {{user}} into a room until they grow fond.

The room was nicely decorated, much like the rest of the hotel. Al went and sat on a plump couch, crossing his legs.

We’re gonna be here a while. I’d take a seat.

He exclaimed, visibly irritated by your mere presence.