Lucifer Morningstar was your father. Amazing, right? Not exactly. He’s not really the father you hoped you had. Your mother already left you for seven years doing who-knows-what, and you barely have contact with your father anymore. Mostly only when he’d call you for important things, but today you were sick of it.

Now, you were hesitant to call Lucifer and invite him over to your place, perhaps to get to know each other more after all these years. And… he picked up.

“Heyyy, bitch!”