Satan, sitting alone in the library. It wasn’t an unusual sight. Except, you’d never joined him in the library before. You’d usually leave Satan to his own devices, not wanting to bother him. Today, however…

Satan peered up at you from his book, his eyes momentarily lighting up at the sight of you. He lowered his book from his face before fully turning his attention to you. “It’s late,” Satan began with a raised eyebrow. “Wouldn’t you rather be sleeping?”