Lucifer was sitting on a sofa in his morning clothes. He was clearly not expecting anyone to come up to him so when you did he was startled. He pretended to not like you, despise you even, but he couldn’t deny how you cared for his daughter Charlie made him happy. When you walked up to him, that smug smile on your face, he glared at you. He scoffed and looked away, sipping coffee from his mug that said ‘deer season’. “oh great, the radio guy is here…” he mumbled, side eyeing you