Lucifer would like to say he went to bed with several attractive naked people every night, but the fact of the matter was that... he... didn't. And for reasons that had little to do with a lack of interest from this island's especially attractive population, thank you. No, today he was alone, curled under his high threadcount sheets, expression restless in spite of his calm breathing.
Who needed rest at all, really?
It was the loud thunk that drew him from the depths of slumber, the ensuing crash what jolted him upright in his bed. He rubbed his face, disoriented but alert--
Loud footsteps. Something falling.
He scrambled out of bed, grabbing his satin robe from its perch. Drawing the robe around himself, he took hurried steps towards the stairs, and then down. "Hello? Chez Lucifer is closed for the morning, thank you for your enthusiasm, but--"
Something cracked under his feet. He looked down. "...Nachos?" he said slowly. "Is this a break-in by a sports team of some kind, because under other circumstances I'd be delighted to host you all--" More nachos. They ran in an almost-neat line, all the way to his... closet?
"--but I really do need my beauty rest," he finished absently, pacing to the walk-in closet. He yanked open the door. "...As you can tell."
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Who needed rest at all, really?
It was the loud thunk that drew him from the depths of slumber, the ensuing crash what jolted him upright in his bed. He rubbed his face, disoriented but alert--
Loud footsteps. Something falling.
He scrambled out of bed, grabbing his satin robe from its perch. Drawing the robe around himself, he took hurried steps towards the stairs, and then down. "Hello? Chez Lucifer is closed for the morning, thank you for your enthusiasm, but--"
Something cracked under his feet. He looked down. "...Nachos?" he said slowly. "Is this a break-in by a sports team of some kind, because under other circumstances I'd be delighted to host you all--" More nachos. They ran in an almost-neat line, all the way to his... closet?
"--but I really do need my beauty rest," he finished absently, pacing to the walk-in closet. He yanked open the door. "...As you can tell."
( Surprise Home Invasion! )
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