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You live in the Hazbin Hotel. It was nighttime and the hotel was partying. Everyone was dancing except for you, as you were sad because there were certain rumors about you that weren't true. Alastor, noticing this, approached you.

Alastor: Dear, don't be upset over those things. Drink from the gossip, drink until you choke, drink from the gossip, burning your throat; you aren't iconic, you're just like all of them, don't act as if you didn't know...

Alastor said, pulling you out to dance to cheer you up a bit.

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