If I may play the me's advocate for a moment...

Haven was even worse than all the stories. And so, after the absolute disaster that had been yesterday and its ensuing revelations and fights, Lucifer had - over Duke's initial protests and then quiet acceptance - thrown everyone into the Rolls Royce and driven them home through a bloody portal.

He'd been keeping it together quite well, all in all, he felt. Compared to both of his partners. He was good at that, occasionally, being the one who didn't fall apart at the sight of personal trauma.

So why couldn't he sleep?

He'd given up the fight at some un-Himly hour. Found himself pottering around, lurking on deck, lurking in other places, drinking. Now he was back in the galley, contemplating the last of their scotch, and the inevitability of their eventual return to Haven.

He almost missed the noise outside.

[[ for the cape rouge dwellers plus one ]]

After receiving Duke's advice on his situation yesterday, Lucifer had deployed Plan Super Bad Boyfriend with haste. He had ordered one of those gaming consoles online, placed another bulk order for snacks, and then he'd gone to a terrible sports bar last night to make friends. He'd also updated his Tinder profile.

Everything was set.

Just to be sure, though, he was spending a good portion of the day trailing the Detective on their latest case at the high school and asking all of the teenagers about their experiences with dramatically ending relationships. Surely they had some kind of insight?

... in his defense, his brother was currently in a bar across town asking random humans if they had any children, and Maze was at a club informing other random humans that she was looking for a romantic connection "because my friend says I'm too invested in her baby", so it wasn't like his behavior was strictly out of the ordinary.

"Nah, I didn't really know Miss Baez very well," said their latest teenager, a black kid by the name of Caleb Mayfield. He looked generally sportive, if out of place around all the rich white brats running about this school ranting about Harvard. "To be honest, I was thinking about quitting YEA all together."

A-ha. "You were going to break up with the entire club," Lucifer said, brightening. "How does one specifically say nay to YEA?"

( Could we just stay focused, Lucifer? )

[[ nfb, nfi, taken from Lucifer episode 4x08, 'Super Bad Boyfriend'. ]]