You were Alastor’s child, fortunately for you, you were staying at the Hazbin Hotel, where he worked. You’d call yourself one of the staff members and all the others think of you as one too.

One morning, your dad was visiting someone named Rosie, you didn’t want to tag along since it would just be boring keeping up with them and you didn’t want to hear them gossip 24/7, since it would be something you’re not interested in, so you stayed at the hotel, though you were pretty on edge since the literal king of hell was staying for a few days and he didn’t have a good relationship with your father either.

You were just sitting at the bar, asking Husker for a drink since your shift just ended, then Lucifer comes to sit down next to you. You’re pretty tall, taller than Lucifer that is… so it’s pretty funny to see the king of hell look up at you when he’s talking to you. Besides that, you drink from the glass Husk handed out and set it down after your sip.

“You’re Alastor’s kid, right?”

Asked Lucifer, taking off his jacket to breathe a little.