A Penthouse Somewhere In Baltimore, Thursday Evening? Night? Friday Morning?

[my_own_advocate]

Well, the sugar binge had to end somewhere. Seivarden and Lucifer had shown up here sometime into the afternoon, and at some point, Lucifer noticed that he had passed out.

Or rather, he noticed he was waking up after passing out, and he had at least three limbs on him that didn't belong to him. In a moment of brief confusion, he forced his eyes open to check that they were, at least, attached to some humans.

Yes. Thankfully.

Though he was still a bit fuzzy on where he was, and none of these limbs appeared to belong to Seivarden.

And calling for Seivarden would wake everyone up.

Hm.

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[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer frowned, pulling away so he could fumble around in his pocket for a phone. "It's--" he started, and eyed his phone. "--2 AM. No, I'm not leaving the Corvette here."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Then you have to drive," Seivarden said, a bit too tired to smirk and mostly thinking about the comfortable seats in the car. "Just to warn you, I'm going to fall asleep."

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes, yes," Lucifer sighed, as the elevator pinged on the floor for the parking garage. "At least most of the building is asleep."

[1000yearstoolate]

"We disappear unnoticed," Seivarden said with a tired chuckle. As the doors slip open she stepped into the garage.

"Now where is it? And do you have painkillers?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Near the back, and yes, there are some in the glove cabinet," Lucifer said, stalking through the garage towards his car.

Once he found it, he searched his pockets for the keys, and... paused.

"Seivarden? Can I ask you something?"

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden turned her head and looked at him. "Yes?"

[my_own_advocate]

"You are here because you want to be, aren't you?" Lucifer asked, looking up at her. "I'm not sitting on your bloody shoulder egging you on to do something you secretly despise or anything?"

No reason.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden looked confused. "Of course I am. I suggested this. Why?"

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled reflexively. "No reason," he said, and unlocked the car door. "Get in and get your nap already."

[1000yearstoolate]

She did, and as she leaned back into the seat, she said:

"That was a really stupid question. I don't get talked into things like this."

Then she remembered the painkillers and opened the glove cabinet to look for them.

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes, yes," Lucifer said, getting behind the wheel.

"Find them yet?" he added, as he pulled them out of the lot.

[1000yearstoolate]

"Yes," Seivarden said, holding them up. "Is there something to swallow it with?"

She opened the glove cabinet again to look for a bottle.

[my_own_advocate]

"Sadly, no, you left our only bottle of water upstairs," Lucifer said, driving out of the garage. "Though I suppose I do have scotch."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Aatr's tits, I wanted that water." She looked at the pills. "Can I have the scotch. Or maybe we stop and buy water."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed. "If I stop at a gas station, will you go get your bloody water?"

[1000yearstoolate]

"Of course."

Although before Lucifer could find one Seivarden was asleep.

[my_own_advocate]

Yes, he noticed right before the first one came up. He cast a look towards Seivarden, and decided waking her would be crueler than denying her water right now, so...

He kept driving.

Though he did reach forward to crank up the radio a bit as they left the city proper.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden kept sleeping. The night had made her relax, physically of course, but more importantly emotionally. She felt safe again, more trusting that Lucifer actually wanted her company.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer wished his own thoughts were as easy. Seivarden was calming; willing and happy to be here, not someone he had to worry about thinking--

"Would I ever lead you down such a dark path?"

"Of course not. Not on purpose. No, you tempt people. Enable them. I'm the fixer."

-- that he was a monster and everything--.

"You're not that guy."

"And what if I am?"

Lucifer rubbed at his face as Fandom approached in the distance and turned up the radio even louder.

He pulled up onto the Causeway a few minutes later, and onto the parking lot.

[1000yearstoolate]

As the car slowed down and stopped, Seivarden slowly opened her eyes. She blinked, looked at Lucifer and smiled.

"I slept, didn't I?"

[my_own_advocate]

"You did," Lucifer said, tossing her an easy smile.

It didn't quite reach his eyes, but that was only because his eyes were pensively grateful, in some way. "Come on. I'll take you home, shall I?"

[1000yearstoolate]

She unbuckled the seatbelt and reached out to open the door, then stopped, hesitating. She turned her head, smiled at Lucifer, then got out of the car.

[my_own_advocate]

"That headache of yours has to be something. Hope you don't forget your painkillers," Lucifer chuckled, stepping out of his side of the car.

[1000yearstoolate]

"It's getting better and I have plenty of painkillers at home. I just want a bed. And water."

She smiled again.

"Are you coming?"

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm taking you home," Lucifer confirmed, "And then I'm going home."

He slid a companionable arm around her shoulders.

It wasn't because he begrudged her company. He just wasn't sure how long he was going to be able to keep it together tonight without chemical stimulation.