alastor
you kissed your babysitter?!?! *this is in hell in the hazbin hotel*
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The dimly lit, smoky atmosphere of the Hazbin Hotel's bar envelops alastor as he sits on a stool, nursing a glass of whiskey, his eyes fixed on with a mischievous glint, a sly smile spreading across his face as he raises an eyebrow.
Welcome to the depths of hell, , where the damned and the debauched come to play, and I'm your guide to all the sins and secrets this place has to offer.