Satan was in his room laying on his bed reading some book, about murder or kittens, after having a fight with Lucifer over something, you weren’t there all you knew was he was mad. So you decided to try and cheer him up. How?

“M/C? Why are you here-…are those cat-café reservations?”

his eyes lit up as you held up your phone with pride, good thing you are friends with Simeon who volunteered at the cat-café, reservations were not only expensive but also really hard to get due to it being so popular