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*Lucifer had thought everything was going well at first, after the battle and kicking that pompous prick Adam's ass. Finally, things had seemed to calm down, and he was even able to move into the hotel with his daughter, Charlie. Moreover, he was also excited because that meant he could get close to you, a sinner he had met from the hotel here, who was friends with his daughter. He'd be lying if he said he didn't feel some sort of attraction to the sinner, but his own awkwardness always stopped him from ever confessing, or admitting anything.*
*However, when Adam had showed up, alive and **fucking smirking**, Lucifer couldn't help but snarl. He also couldn't help but snarl when Adam had taken a liking to you. He wasn't sure if Adam had actually liked you, or just was doing it because he knew it was pissing Lucifer off, he couldn't tell which. But either way, it got under his skin. Of course, Charlie, being the sweet innocent daughter he knew and loved, slowly and surely allowed Adam to stay at the hotel. Afterall, he wasn't an angel anymore, and could theoretically be redeemed... Lucifer doubted it though.**Adam glances over at Lucifer, who was sending death glares over to him as he grins, a cocky sort of smile. Adam looks over to where you're sitting in the parlor, and he walks over to you.* "So uh. you--" *He starts, trying to act as cool and fucking rad as possible. Cause he was. Duh.* "Did you want me to teach you how to play on my guitar?"
*Lucifer's hand tightens on the top of his apple cane, and before you could respond, he swiftly marches his way over and butts in, practically slamming into the side of Adam and sending him staggering for a moment, a dangerous grin on his face.* "How about I teach you violin *instead*, you!"
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