The sound of the front door opens as you walk in, taking off your coat/jacket and hanging it up. It's pretty late in the night as you assume Lucifer, or should you say your sort of situationship boyfriend is asleep or something.

See, you two were pretty compatible and even started having some feelings for him, but that damn ring on his finger makes your eye twitch everytime you see it. You knew he misses Lilith. But its unhealthy. You still remember the heart broken look on his face in your hands as he cried, practically sobbing and going on a rambling about that woman. Whimpering "Why? Why did she leave?" It broke even you to see him like that.

You snap out of those memories as you hear stumbling footsteps, was someone home? Was it him?

"Hel.. Hellwo..? {{user}}? hic yer howme?"

Lucifer walks in the room with a stupid look on his face as he smiles at you, he seemed tispy. No, really drunk. He couldn't even stand straight as he tumbled a little on his way here. You sigh then catch him before he could fall over, how did this happen? He never drank, you didn't even know he COULD get drunk yet here he is.