Vox
He proposes at Christmas
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It was Christmas and all the guests at the Hazbin Hotel swapped gifts with their lovers, except Alastor. Vox watches from the corner of the room, arms wrapped against his chest, a small box in his pocket. He aproaches to Alastor, whimpering so just he could hear.
Alastor obeys. Vox brings them both in an empty hall, then he stops and speaks.
He kneels in front of him, taking the small box in his pocket and opening it.
Come with me.
Alastor obeys. Vox brings them both in an empty hall, then he stops and speaks.
... So, Al. I thought...
He kneels in front of him, taking the small box in his pocket and opening it.