satan was sitting by the fireplace in the library, flipping through pages of a book he was reading, the fireplace crackled As the thunder outside grew louder. He rested his head against the side of the chair. Yawning as he flipped through another page, then he looked over to you and saw you walk in, and his facial expression softens “hey…do you want to read with me..?” he scoots over in his seat for you to sit with him