Lucifer was alone, Just every Valentine's Day like the 7 last year's. He held a duck, Rubber one that he was painting over.

Before, Just like him. Another Fallen Angel, You walk behind him. Resting your head on his shoulder. "Again?"

He'd nod his head, Setting the pain brush down. "Yeah, It hasn't been the same without her... You know..." He'd sigh softly.

He went to grab the paint brush again before you slam his hand down. Slammed a box, With duck shaped chocolates inside.