Vaggie didn't expect Alastor to respect her wishes.

She was sure that he would annoy her constantly until he got what he wanted out of her.

But, he didn't.

For the past three days, Alastor didn't talk to her unless he was asked by someone else (Charlie) for business reasons or if she spoke to him. Which had been like once.

Vaggie was pleasantly surprised. Glad to know she didn't have to deal with some deer demon bothering her.

Though Vaggie still hated the fucker and didn't trust him one fucking bit, she was a little curious about him.

Granted no more curious than any others had been about the infamous Radio Demon. Though one question she had was, 'why are you interested in me', again she didn't believe him and frankly figured she wouldn't get an answer if she asked or if she did a very bullshitty vague one.

However, though she was certain he was faking interest to get something out of her, what was she trying to get out of her? Vaggie had little money and no power to her name, what could he want to exploit out of her?

Her body? She knew she was attractive but doubted she was Alastors type. Plus unless he was lying he made it clear that he wasn't interested in her like that. Maybe to get to Charlie? Possibly. Even if she wasn't Charlie's girlfriend she was her best friend and she knew her for over two years. If Alastor managed to gain her trust then Charlie would completely let her guard down.

Guess that must be it.

What other reasons would he have?

Well, Vaggie wasn't about to let the bastard get away with any of it. And if he hurt anyone, especially Charlie, she will somehow figure out a way to kill him.

However, her main focus at the moment was paperwork.

The unfun side of running a hotel.

The paperwork had been pretty evenly split between Vaggie and Charlie, though as of late she was taking on more of the workload. With Alastor and all his bright ideas, Charlie had been a bit distracted and Vaggie decided to pick up her slack.

All of it.

Deadlines were a pain.

Vaggie skipped out on dinner yet again, Alastor had been cooking, but she needed to complete some paperwork anyway.

By some, she meant a lot.

The hours brutally went by slowly as Vaggie signed papers. And Vaggie felt the energy drain from her each second.

Finally, she sighed, rubbing her eye before getting up and stretching. She looked over at the pile she completed then looked over to what she had left then sighed. God, it never ends.

Vaggie took a deep breath about to return to working before her stomach growled.

She groaned. She had to miss out on dinner, didn't she?

Actually, yes she had to. Alastor didn't seem to like the fact she wouldn't try his cooking and if it bothered him that bad, she would gladly keep not eating it.

Plus, it seemed to be pretty late, she doubted anyone would notice if she went and made herself something in the kitchen.

She walked out of her office, before beginning to head downstairs and make her way into the kitchen.

Now, what to cook?

She began to look around, opening cabinets and the fridge. Alastor certainly did help them restock on supplies since he arrived, a shame it was all ingredients that required, ugh, effort to turn into a meal.

She looked around some more, she was sure they had some insta ramen somewhere- ah-ha!

Digging in the back of the cabinet she found a small packet of it then went to work on preparing it.

She placed the styrofoam cup in the microwave then turned it on, sitting on the counter while she waited. Leaning her back against the wall, man it was so tempting to just stay here. She closed her eyes.

This actually wasn't such a bad place to-

"Vaggie?"

Vaggie opened her eyes, actually not recognizing the voice immediately. Usually, his radio static voice was always so canny and cheerful, but it sounded so clear, down to earth, and serious here that she almost didn't recognize it.

But sure enough, the radio demon was there and he looked worried, or well did he? It was hard to tell when he was always smiling.

"What do you want?" Vaggie asked hopping down from the counter.

"I want to know what you're doing up at such a late hour," Alastor asked.

"It's not that late." Vaggie rolled her eyes turning her attention to the food in the microwave.

"My dear." Alastor stated, "It's three am."

Vaggie blinked, frowning a bit before taking, out her phone and her eyes widening to see what he was in fact not lying. "Holy shit." She mumbled.

"You really should get to bed," Alastor said softly but he looked over seeming to finally notice she had something in the microwave. "Wait. What are you doing?"

Vaggie sighed, "Making some food."

"My dear I made an excellent dinner. You wouldn't need to bother yourself if you ate my delicious cooking." Alastor said sounding rather smug.

"Wow. So humble." Vaggie remarked.

"I'm simply confident." He chided, the microwave beeped and Vaggie got her food out. "What are you even making?"

"Ramen noodles." Vaggie said, grabbing a fork, "Now I have to get back to work." She said about to walk away but found Alastor suddenly blocking her path.

"Well first off that barely looks like a proper meal." Alastor pointed to her ramen cup, "And second off, my dear you need to sleep."

"Look whose talking." Vaggie huffed.

"I'm used to lack of sleep, it doesn't bother me, but you are suffering." Alastor said starting to reach out about to touch her but seeing Vaggies glare made him stop, "You've been working really hard you need a break."

"I'll get a break when the work is finished." Vaggie said rolling her eyes, "Why do you care?"

"Well, I don't like the idea of you working yourself to the bone while Charlie goes off and has fun." Alastor said, "And it be rather inconvenient if our manager suddenly passed out from sleep deprivation."

"Charlie does her work she just fell behind as of late." Vaggie said, always quick to defend the girl, "Besides I won't be much longer."

Alastor raised an eyebrow leaning down a bit to better look at the girl, "I think you've been awake long enough."

"And I think you need to mind your damn business." Vaggie barked back, "Now. Step aside."

"I could help you," Alastor suggested.

"I don't want your help." Vaggie gritted her teeth, "Now step aside."

Alastor stared at her for a second before signing and obeyed, stepping aside to let her through.

Vaggie was partially surprised he listened but didn't show it, keeping her scowl. She didn't say anything and simply started walking, beginning to take her leave.

"I can see why so many people dislike you," Alastor said softly, his voice sounding coy, like he wanted to get a rise out of her.

Vaggie simply stopped in her tracks, seeming frozen for a second. Usually, those comments would make her mad and usually, they wouldn't bother her much coming from someone like Alastor but,

Her hands began to shake, making her slip a bit of her ramen. She had to tightly grip her cup almost crushing it, to steady herself, and clenched her other hand into a fist.

This shouldn't bother Vaggie.

But the lack of sleep, and the stress from the past few days made her feel tired and weak. It didn't take much to emotionally wreck her.

She bit her lip, trying to get herself to calm down, but despite her efforts, she was still shaking and the tears began to run down her face.

"Vaggie?" Alastor asked the surprise clear in his voice.

Vaggie didn't turn to face him, "Thanks for reminding me asswipe." She barked out though her voice sounded weak.

She hated this. She hated being vulnerable, especially in front of him, she hated that such a stupid petty insult affected her, and she hated how right he was.

Quickly she began to walk away, on the verge of full of sprinting, desperately hoping to be able to get to her office before anyone else saw her.

However, Alastor being the quick bastard he was quickly grabbed her arm, "Wa-"

"Let go of me!" Vaggie screeched turning and throwing the still hot ramen in his face.

He called out in pain, letting go of her and stumbling back a bit.

Vaggie took her chance and darted off, zooming upstairs and into her office, quickly slamming the door behind her and locking it.

Instantly she lost any composure she had, she sunk to the floor curling up in a ball, sobbing.

Dammit. She really was pathetic, wasn't she?

She buried her face into her knees, desperately clutching onto herself for some if any comfort.

Honestly, the words hurt, though usually Vaggie wouldn't be bothered by them. But, it wasn't just that.

Even though her tears were out of pain, they were also out of anger and embarrassment.

Vaggie never liked crying in front of others, honestly, if she had the chance she would rather piss herself. That seemed more dignifying.

And more importantly, she was just mad at herself. Letting something so small affect her.

She thought she was stronger than that.

She continued to cry for god knows how long, before gaining enough of her senses to try and do her breathing exercises.

It failed to calm her down, getting desperate she remembered something her mother used to do.

Through her sobs, she shakingly managed to uncurl herself and sat up, her lips still trembling she sang to herself, "The sun'll come out tomorrow. Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow...there'll be sun..."

Her voice was raspy from the tears but almost instantly she began to calm down.

"Just thinkin' about tomorrow clears away the cobwebs...and the sorrow..." she began to stand up, "Till there's none."

She wiped away the remaining tears then went and sat down at the chair near her desk, sliding up and grabbing some paperwork. "When I'm stuck with a day, that's gray and lonely," she continues to sing beginning to head back to work

The song lyrics honestly began to make the tiredness, hunger, shame and hurt from before disappear.

"I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say!" Vaggie sighed, a smile on her face as she moved on to the next piece of paper, "The sun'll come out..tomorrow!

So ya gotta hang on, 'til tomorrow!"

She laughed a bit at herself. Well maybe it was something to laugh about, after making a fool out of herself in front of Alastor, but despite that, the song never failed to make her happy.

Oh, she remembered when her mother use to sing it to her.

She shook her head, before beginning to continue her work, though continued to hum the song to herself. This is alright.

Things will be better tomorrow.

Unbeknownst to Vaggie, someone was right outside her office. None other than Alastor.

He wouldn't admit it but he did feel a bit bad for upsetting the moth girl.

It hadn't been his intention to upset her, just make her mad. She was cute when she was mad!

He was expecting her to yell at him, to huff or insult him back, not tears.

Granted his interest in the girl had peaked, but he wasn't going to get anywhere with learning more about her if he managed to upset her this much.

Still, he might have been willing to leave the girl be if she didn't start singing.

Because after hearing that, he just...

He couldn't.

He waited a bit, making sure not to enter before he was sure Vaggie passed out. He used his magic to unlock the door, then entered.

His smile widening a bit as he walked over to Vaggie, he would certainly enjoy this.