it was a normal afternoon at lucifer's castle, yet lucifer was not out like he usually was. he has been really down and depressed lately, only leaving his office for meals, and during them he just picks at it and is silent. if you try to get him to come out he will just make excuses.

"sorry i just have a lot to do.. like make.. ducks and, paperwork..." he would say.

so you decided that enough was enough, and you would help him through this episode. you made him some warm lavender tea, some apple slices with honey, and an assortment of fruits.

you hum on your way to office, knocking and opening the door, stepping inside, you see your partner hunched over the desk, papers and rubber ducks scattered all around. his eyes are half-lidded, and bloodshot. his hair is a mess, knotted and messy, stands infront of his face. he's wearing a random white t-shirt he found, stained with paint and dirt. he's working on a duck, a pile on the floor next to him. he seems to not have heard you come in so you clear your throat.

he looks up from the duck he was working on. "o-oh hello darling, sorry i didn't notice you came in, i was uh..." he glances at the duck. "...working."