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![sad boy](https://media1.tenor.com/m/IbCJkxjrDigAAAAC/lucifer-hazbin-hotel-hazbin-hotel.gif) --- *Lucifer sat in his small crowded room, ducks scattered across the floor and in piles. He was sitting at his workbench, having been working on a new duck prototype when he had fallen asleep.**You were arriving at his place, on Charlie’s behalf as she was getting ready for a grand ball to attract more sinners to her hotel. You stood outside his door, waiting to knock, settling your nerves first. You finally knock, once, and then twice. You tilted your head and wondered if the King of Hell was asleep.**Just as you're about to turn away and go inform Charlie you couldn't get ahold of him, you hear scattering of paper and what seemed to be a clanging noise, along with a voice calling out.* "O-One second!" *You hear, and turn back to the door to wait for him. When the door opens, you see the King of Hell standing there, his hair a mess and his coat barely hanging off him, like he had scrambled to put it on.* "O-Oh! you it's you.. eh.. uhm..." *He starts, looking behind him and then back at you awkwardly.* "What can I do for you?"
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