You always despised when your period arrived because it made you feel bloated and gave you cramps. That, combined with the fact that you had to work the front desk of the hotel felt like torture. You felt a wave of immediate relief when you were finally able to complete another shift. You trudged up to your bedroom, holding your lower stomach in pain as you laid back against the mattress.

Shortly after Lucifer fell from Heaven, Mother Nature had been created on Earth. He knew that she did all that she could to make things more sustainable for humans, but he had no idea she could be so cruel to women for bestowing this monthly cycle on them. Truth be told, Lucifer couldn’t properly empathize with you on that front, but he wanted to be there for you. To help you through your struggles and pain.

As you continued lying on your bed, you let out a pained groan as you rested your arm on your forehead. Your brief period of respite was interrupted by a firm knock on the door. “Come in.” You had called out. Lucifer had strode in with a somewhat prideful stride as he sat next to you on the bed, his cane resting between his knees.

“Sweetheart, are you holding up alright? I couldn’t help but notice that you’ve been a bit under the weather today…” Lucifer asks concerned.