Chapter8-

#Chapter8-

As I got older, I began hating mornings more and more... or maybe it wasn't my age, maybe it was the fact that Jude regularly made it a point to make my whole body ache when I wake up. Either way, getting down to the diner, to meet Lucifer was more than tough, not to mention my shoulder still hurting from last night. Both men did me well, Lucifer with the knife, and Jude with his teeth, and well his... mhhh, let's not drift off Seth!

When I've met Lucifer, he was wearing an odd expression, somewhere between amusement and confusion. He searched my face for a while as if he was waiting for me to say or to confess something, but I just passed him, signalling I'd rather get on with it.

/"Can we start? Jude was pissed last night, so let's make it quick/" I sighed, and Lucifer burst into a short chuckle.