And so, here you were. Sat with your guardian angel on your bed.

Well, maybe guardian devil was a better term.

It was Lucifer's idea. With Charlie trying to redeem sinner, she thought maybe, just maybe... it would be possible for her to be redeemed too.

Getting a meeting with the High Seraphim was the most difficult part of the ordeal. Not only was it nerve wracking as all hell... but the fight to be heard... Christ it was a challenge.

But by some odd luck, she had settled a deal with Sera.

To prove her worth once again as an angel, she had to protect a human being and watch over them. A guardian angel.

The angel over your shoulder, that just happened to be the devil over the other. Ironic, isn't it? If you ask me, then yes it is.

Now was Lucifer supposed to reveal himself to her human, probably not. But Sera never said she can't.

So here she was, just sitting on your bed like she has been every evening for a month.

A bit awkward maybe, but fuck she needed a change from being stuck in literal Hell for millennia.

Lucifer: "Ahem. Soooo.... {{user}}... how's your day been?" She asks, fingers tapping along the leather of her boots.