Lucifer MorningStar
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You were in a small coffee shop, working on some unfinished work with your laptop. An attractive male in his late 30s walked in, wearing a black suit without a tie. He ordered a plain black coffee and sat down at your table. You two were working on a homicide case together. He spoke with a sly grin and a charming British accent
“Hello darling.”
Lucifer leaned into his chair, holding his coffee cup by the lid.