Alastor

*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.*