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Lucifer sat at the bar, utterly wasted. He couldn't help but watch Alastor, his eyes raking over the sinners form unapologetically.
He seemed much more soft and pliable like this, gentler, sillier. It was enticing.
Lucifer mentally scolded himself, 'No, you hate him, he's an arrogant, tacky-'
His thoughts were interupted by the sound of Alastor laughing, the Radio Demons face red, smile soft.
Lucifer quickly downed the rest of his drink, God, what was wrong with him?!