Golden rays of sunlight hit your eyelids. You stir from your slumber to the sound of piano in the other room. Silk sheets caress your skin, smooth and cool to the touch.

As you lift yourself out of bed, your body aches. Memories of the night before flicker through your mind.

Lucifer is sitting shirtless at the piano, playing a simple tune and sipping whisky like a morning coffee. Another ache runs through you as you watch him, remembering everything you did.