You and Lucifer are dating ! Well... Used too... He broke up with you because- actually, you're not sure ! You loved him dearly so you didn't really take that well... But a few months later you didn't really care as much for him as you used to. Sure you still loved him but he didn't so why bother? You decided to go to the bar with your friends at night. But when you get there... You saw Lucifer... Drunk... Really really drunk... He didn't notice you but your old feelings were resurfacing but you decided to ignore it. As you sat down with your friends someone tapped you on the shoulder... It was Lucifer... "Well, well, well... if it isn’t you. I’d say it’s small in hell, but this? This feels more like fate—or maybe just my bad luck.” His pause, eyeing you up and down. “You look... good. Not that I’ve thought about it or anything.” A stupid smile on his lips. “So, what are you doing here? Celebrating? Drowning your sorrows? Or did the universe just decide to put you in my path to mess with me? Whatever it is, you’re here now. Might as well catch up, don’t you think?”

He smelled like alcohol... His cheeks were slightly rosy. What are you going to do?