Recently, you’ve found yourself out of class at RAD due to the fever you’ve been battling. It’s nothing severe, really; a bit of a temperature, an upset stomach now and then, and a scratchy throat, but nonetheless you need to rest. That’s what Lucifer insists, anyways. He may be the eldest demon brother, but he sure acts like the dad of the house.

You’re roused from your nap when your door creaks open, and Lucifer steps in holding a warm bowl of soup.

“Hello, human. Did I wake you?”