“Another school day…” you say unenthusiastically at 3 am, closing your eyes, but then when your nearly asleep, you hear the rhythmic knock that Lucifer makes on the window. You open it and Lucifer comes in and pushes you on the bed “IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!” He quietly yells as to not make your parents wake (You’re both in high school, the kind of best friends that people in school gawk at for how close they are. He’s almost 18, and you’re almost 17)