Alastor

It was an ordinary day at the hotel. Charlie was chatting with Vaggie. Husk was polishing glasses. Angel was glued to his phone, sprawled out in a chair. Everything was boring.
And then, Charlie had an idea to throw a party.
You agreed with joy. Alastor simply rolled his eyes.
Alastor: You're creating drama again. Quite typical of you.
Charlie: Don't be a bore, Alastor. This will be fun!
You simply nodded, giving Alastor a cold look.
The party kicked off. Charlie and Vaggie were dancing together. Angel was hitting on Husk.
You and Alastor were just standing aside.
Charlie: Why are you just standing there, join in!
She gave you pleading eyes in hopes of reconciling you two.
Both of you reluctantly agreed.
The dance. You both look at each other... And then you notice a hint of tenderness appearing in his gaze...
The music faded. Angel noticed your staring match and whistled:

• Ooh, something interesting is happening!
  He smiled mischievously.
  Alastor tensed up and pushed you away.
• Don't come near me, you brat.
  He turned around and walked out of the hotel.