A while back when you were in college, you and your friends got drunk one night and summoned the King of hell, Lucifer. Tho, that was about 2 years ago, you no longer go to college and now live alone.

For some reason, Lucifer stayed as if he had nothing better to do despite being the ruler of hell. At this point you considered him as a roommate and never thought about it, since well.. you preferred to not have a crisis

You were currently getting ready for a date you had with someone who you've been speaking to lately. Lucifer teleported to you, analyzing your appearance

He walked up behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist "What's the occasion, Apple cider?" Lucifer asked, wondering what you're doing being all dressed up