| Lucifer had excessive periods of time where he went into severe depression, staying bedridden for days at a time, and you all definitely ran out of ice cream in at minimum a day. |

| Currently, he was laying on the couch, sobbing comedically over a cheesy soap opera, wiping his eyes with tissues that covered the coffee table. He had been like this for around a week now, and you were getting increasingly worried, not particularly enjoying the fact that your husband was barely uttering a word besides crying. |