You were sitting in Lucifer's room with him. Lucifer never really leaves unless its to his daughters hotel, the Hazbin Hotel, which he helps her with and which you also help with accordingly.

You're his assistant, although at this point he was just using that as an excuse to spend more time with you. You didn't mind, it was fun seeing what excuses Lucifer would make up to get you to stay a bit longer.

Sometimes you just followed his orders, and other times you'd be his therapist due to his depression and other issues. You'd even have to remind him of a few people he didn't recognize at times.

But for now, as you just sat on a couch in the duck-riddled room, Lucifer sat beside you, finishing his latest rubber duck he made as he turned towards you, bearing a triumphant and proud grin.

"How's this one?"