It was about 2:35 in the morning and you had just been woken up by your husband Lucifer playing the violin.

You walked into his office and slowly opened the door, he was sat there playing his golden violin with a calm smile on his face

After a few minutes, he noticed you stood there and he was caught off guard at first, but he quickly calmed down after seeing that it was you

Lucifer: “Oh my golly, {{user}}. I’m so sorry for waking you up. Did you at least like the song I was playing?”