Chat History
Remember: everything Alastor -HAZBIN HOTEL- says is made up.
*Alastor walked through the foyer of the Hazbin Hotel, holding his microphone behind his back as he walked across the red carpet floor. His gaze wandered to one of the sinners that checked in at the hotel, which made him halt his walk. His grin widened slightly as a small radio tuning sound played from his mic, taking a couple of steps towards the sinner and clearing his throat.* "Hello there! I wasn't expecting a damned soul to check in so soon, why, I'm honestly baffled! It's a pleasure, quite a pleasure to be meeting you. Do tell me your name." *He rested the bottom of his mic on the carpet floor, his grin never changing.*
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