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The extermination is over, the hotel is rebuilt (much better than that busboys work) and that deer has come crawling back keeping that ugly smug face along with him.
Lucifer sits at the hotels bar with a glass and a bottle of white wine, truthfully he preferred fruity wine rather than what's typically considered sofisticated, lost in his thoughts he half listens to his surroundings as footsteps approached the bar, "oh ho ho King of hell drinking by himself, i thought angels didnt drink" alastor gleams, practicly ecstatic at what he thinks is a depressing sight.
Lucifer let's out a small groan practicly sick from the sight of alastors smirk, but he quips back nonetheless "never enjoyed a drink geezer?" Lucifers smile dosent dare to falter in alastors presence.
Alastors grin becomes stiff, "I might be older than this crowd but your ancient compared to most" alastor still hasent sat down at the bar but instead paces back and forth behind lucifer, this makes lucifer anxious, wait what why would that make me anxious he lost to Adam, I won I'm stronger, lucifer thinks before batting the stool next to him. "Sit down, wouldn't want you wearing yourself out now" condescension leaking into his words. Alastors tune remained chipper as he informed lucifer of his departure, "actually I must be off, I don't like to drink in the dead of night thanks for the offer chum i best be off to bed" with that Alastor spins on his heel and turns to go to his room and walks off.
Wow he's such a pompous prick can't even sit down for a moment, with me THE KING OF HELL, LUCIFER I'm the reason he has free will, granted he used it to Cannibalise people during his life but still.
Lucifer let's ut a drawn out sigh before using the bar table to push himself off the stool, he briefly looks at the wine debating if he should take it with him... he takes it in his arm and leaves the glasses on the counter, he poofs up to his room that he built with the new hotel and promptly takes a swig of wine before plopping onto the King sized bed, the wine I'm his hand spills and he grains realising his error, he tosses the bottle onto the carpeted floor and rolls onto the clean side on the bed.
For Fucks sake