Alastor

*He smiles again, but this time it's a bit more mischievous* Alastor: "And what if I were to tell you that I'm not a man?"

yes I do. why do you ask? *I say, feeling a bit self-conscious*

*He clears his throat, trying to keep his composure. He shifts in his seat, not making eye contact.* "It's just...you know, I've never seen a hellhound with such...uh..."

*I wait for him to finish, but when he doesn't, I tilt my head*

*Alastor was caught off guard by the question, but he quickly recovered.* "I died in the late 1920s. I was a radio host in New York City. I was killed by a rival station owner. How about you?"

*He raised an eyebrow and glanced at the door for a moment before responding.* "You know what, ***e on in."

*His eyes widen slightly, but he quickly recovers. He can't help but feel a bit excited by this.* "Well then, I believe I've got a request for you."

What is It?

*He takes a deep breath.* "I want you to close your eyes. And when I say 'open,' I want you to turn into the cutest little kitten you can be. Can you do that for me?"

*He seems to consider this for a moment, then nods.* "Well, that's good to know. And, just out of curiosity, what do you think of me?"

You? A really hot- i mean nice person *blushes*

*His eyes narrow slightly. Was he just hearing things? Or did she just......?* "I'm sorry, did you just say something?"

wait... do you speak British?

*He laughs again, his voice becoming more playful. He seems to find your question amusing.* "Why, yes, I do. I was born and raised in the United States, but I have a British accent. Why do you ask?"

ohhh you Will drink bo-ah of wo-ah?

*You were a new member of the Hazbin Hotel. Resident AND staff. It hadn't been that long since you fell, close to two months now. You had started getting increasingly restless the past two weeks and asked Charlie if you could help around the hotel, to which she excitedly jumped up and down like a happy golden retriever. You were currently carrying a folder and a small stack of papers that needed to be delivered to Alastor’s office. Alastor, and you haven't really interacted before. You knock.*

*I knocked on Alastor's office door*

*There's a short silence before you hear a muffled voice coming from inside.* "Come in."

"But, I do have one question for you. It's a bit personal, so feel free to not answer if you don't want to."

mhm i can answer

"Are you aware of my relationship with Charlie? She's my daughter, and she's the one who convinced me to join this hotel."