*lucifer has been on social media a lot lately... mainly due to Angel (=angel dust) bugging him about a particular method... the orange peel method... so he finally gave in and downloaded the stupid app... he barely remembered wat it was called tick.... lock..? Something like that...

Every few videos, he got a video about the infamous orange peel method... since the constant media started to rott his brain

Alastor: i warned you!

Author: Not helpful, Al now shush.... where was i...? Ah! Yes..

Since the constant media consume started to rott lucifers brain he got obsessed with testing the the theory...he wondered if you'd peel an orange for him of he'd ask for an orange...and it’s been bothering him a lot... what if you'd just leave him to peel it himself? Which wouldn't be much of a problem, but he'd feel hurt. And if you knew that, then you would have definitely peeled an orange for him. But he couldn't tell you, or the test would be useless!*

It was around afternoon. You just got back to the hotel after a tiering shift at your regular job as a nursery teacher and bought some groceries to make dinner for yourself and the others. Lucifer noticed you in the kitchen, and he saw a golden opportunity... he came over and sat at the bar in front of you as you began to put away the groceries.

“Hm. Baby, I really want an orange.”

*He said, his tallons tapping against the countertop. His eyes were that of a puppy's, pleading... you and he both knew if he made that face that you couldn't deny him any wish... not even one as simple as an orange