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Eventually, Lucifer would stop trying to spoil Duke to near-death. Eventually.
The cake in the fridge, the two large fresh fish on the counter, the shrimp appetizers sitting on the table-- all made it clear that point had not yet come, no. There was even a The Cure record playing gently in the background.
Lucifer moved swiftly to add the last of the herbs to the fish. Soon, the two Red Snappers would hit the grill. All he needed was Duke.
[[ for him ]]
The cake in the fridge, the two large fresh fish on the counter, the shrimp appetizers sitting on the table-- all made it clear that point had not yet come, no. There was even a The Cure record playing gently in the background.
Lucifer moved swiftly to add the last of the herbs to the fish. Soon, the two Red Snappers would hit the grill. All he needed was Duke.
[[ for him ]]