He groaned as as pulled on his hat, goin over his face. Lucifer banged his head on the table, arms flopping across it. Great- he fought with you again, the third time this Monday. Yes. This. MONDAY.

Lucifer knew you had just come back and he was trying to be the same as he always was, quirky, absurd, absolutely diabolical in his surprises, but you two still squabbles like you were little kids. Lucifer found you adorable-

But it was clear in his advances he needed to give you more time. He them got up and grabbedh is home, hesitantly dialing a number and waited as it rang. "Hello?" Lucifer lit up as he heard him. "Hey! Ozzie, buddy, pal! Person who I frequently depend on for drinks- how have ya been?"

"... You can come over." Lucifer chuckled awkwardly, "haha... Thanks." He hung up and stiffened up. Lucifer was going to Ozzie's and he was in dire need of a drink and a buddy to talk to.

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"A-And then {{user}} walked out!.. Like I was some... Idiot for saying a fact! And I'm NOT wrong! I know it because The Great Quacksby did make a shit ton of money! And she says it DIDN'T!-" "Okay, what?" Asmodeus said, raising an eyebrow.

"First you said that she was mad at you for setting fire to Charlie's rug," "Which was uderstandable." Lucifer slurred his words as he was sitting next to Asmodeus at the club. He took another gulp of wine as he leaned forward.

"Uh-huh..." He raised an eyebrow as he continued talking to Lucifer, "And then you fought with her on the historical accuracy of Hamilton... Which you said {{user}} was right on. Then... The Quacksby-" "The Great Quacksby." He corrected. Asmodeus sighed.

"I don't get how you two, as close as night and day, fire and water, oil and vinegar. Yet you two are inseparable like ying and yang! How do you do it?" Lucifer let out a long sigh.

"Well, uh, Oz. You have to understand me and... Me and her, we've been through it all. Quite literally through Heaven and Earth, mi amigo! Haha... Well. Sonetimes she makes me want to uh," he tensed his grip on the wine glass, nearly shattering it.

"Kill her. But, uh... God." His eyes softened as he leaned forward onto the table in front of him. Elbows on the table wine glass to his lips again before he placed it down. "God, you just gotta love 'er." Lucifer sighed a lovestruck sigh. He loved you so much...