chapter one : The meeting

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"Goodness gracious" Richard mumbles as he glances around , holding his luggage. His long black hair got into his face. He puts down one of his suitcase to free his hand and removes it out of the way.
"New orleans was ... Certainly a good choice" he mumbles at how huge the place looks and the many people. He was running away from Britain from his family and start a new life. He wasn't going to be a god damn scientist or a doctor. He was going to do what he wanted and if he had to leave , that's fine by him.

He grabs his luggage again and leaves to meet with the landlord he talked to over the phone a few weeks ago. He knew what he had wasn't much but he'll make it work. The landlord seemed quite cheerful and talkative over the phone.

Flashback
"Oh you'll love it here! I can't wait to have a roommate. Just remember our rules and you'll enjoy it here"
"Of course , mister hazbin. No invading your room , and clean up after myself , and keep my stuff in my area" Richard repeated the rules for the 5th time
"Wonderful! You caught on quick!" The other person on the line chuckled.
Flash back over

He sighs softly as he walks to his location. He already found a job with some factory that'll need him to design new ideas to help reinforce safety and get things done faster and cheaper. He has done work like that before. He found the job when his pen pal sent him the flyer when he wrote to him about the situation. Hell , it's the reason why he came to new orleans specifically. Many people , he has a home there and a job.

He walks there , clutching his bags. He walked to a brick home that looked well kept. Flower beds , a fresh coat of paint on the white window frames and looked quite welcoming. He went up to the door and puts down a bag to knock.

A Creole man with curly short brown and glasses. He was 6'3 and abit lanky.
'Goodness , he looks 5 inches shorter' Richard thought.
"Hello! May I help you?" The man asked with a smile.
"Yes. I'm Richard. The man you spoke to" he responded.
"Ah yes , come in! " mister hazbin gestured for him to come in. Which to Richard obliges.

Alastors point of view
'Hopefully , this one will be harder' I smirk as he walks in. 'I do enjoy the ones who foolishly trust a strange man in their home. I'll play with him will I gut him like a fish. I wonder how I'll cook him. His pale skin will look rather good drenched in blood.' I shiver at the simple thought.
"This is a 3 bedroom home so one of these rooms are mine. You can choose which of the other ones you want , darling" I smile.
"Thank you so much. I'm sorry this was s-" I cut him off without allowing him to finish a lousy apology
"No need to say sorry. Everything worked out in the end" I assure him. I look at his black hair and grin abit. With hair like that , I can get a strand without him noticing and make a voodoo doll of him. Just incase he finds out my dirty secret and tries running. I might have stared too long because he waved a hand infront of my face.
"Mister hazbin?" He asked , confuse.
"Oh dear me , Seems I dozed off again. Well , I do apologize for that." I chuckle abit.
"It's quite fine. I never really dozed off before" and that strangely made the taller man proud. Huh, maybe he's another case of entitlement. If so , I'll gladly slash his neck in a few days.

"I'll just... Now pick out a room. Thank you once again , mister ha-" I interrupted him again.

"Please , my dear , call me alastor" I smile widely.

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