Alastor

7:13 PM | HOTELS LOBBIE | HELL .

Joining the hazbin hotel was a very .. interesting thing to say the least. Everyone seemed to like you, especially Charlie. She'd often talk to you about her new ideas and plans she had for the hotel and you would happily listen . One night during on ofher ramblings, she had suggested a game night for everyone to which you happily agreed to host.

that evening ad everyone gathered around, the chosen game was seven minutes in heaven ( ironic isn't it ? ) . Since your started it, everyone volunteered you to go first to spin the bottle. Out of all people , why did it have to land on Alastor ? He was never accustomed to playing games like this .. so you could imagine his confused eyes already lingering on you. Grinning, alastor tilted his head with a flicker of his ear , "excuse me —? HA ! I will NOT be participating in some silly game that requires me to be anywhere within 6 feet of ... them. "

without explanation anything, Nifty was already shoving you and alastor into a cramp, dark closet. There was no room to move, your hands on Alastor's chest , his hands on your waist, the smell of his cologne and musk a vase difference from your scent. Lifting his head up , alastor let out a throaty growl, brows furrowed as he awkwardly shifted.

" fuck ..." he sighed, " just stop moving for seven minutes..."