📻Radio-demon📻

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I sit down, the irritated short king sitting across from me.
"This is stupid. How is a lunch together going to fix anything." He mutters.
"I don't know. She's your daughter."
He rolls his eyes.

I look around, spotting velvette.
Huh.
She's with..vox..
"Fuck."
"What-?"
"Vox and velvette are here."
"Ew-." His nose scrunches.

I look at him.
"You don't like the vees??"
He shakes his head.
"Well that I can agree with." I lean forward. "Why don't you like them?"
"Theyre a bunch of clout chasing losers. Especially vox. Television is disgusting. And he's a walking tv."

Huh. What do you know. We have something in common.
"I have a very similar opinion about that. What else do I not know about you?"
"I dunno. I know you don't like sweets."
"Gross."
"But..you're a good cook. I guess. Where'd you learn?"
"My mother taught me everything I know besides the sinning, that's entirely my fathers fault."
He smiles. "The radio demon, daddy issues? I mean same but, that's hilarious."
He chuckles, and I can't help but laugh with him.

I feel eyes on me though.

"I'll be right back," he says, standing up and heading toward the restroom.
I sit there and wait, but I feel those eyes approaching.
"What do you want vox."
I look at him, but he doesn't have the smug grin.
"I'm here on peace."
"I don't care."
"Please.."
I sigh. "You have until he gets back."
He sits down in Lucifers spot and looks down at the phone the king left.
"I uhm. I wanted to apologize for starting a fight with you."
He's .. apologizing..
"I want to fix our relationship.."
"Look at me."
He does just that.
"You evolve, so much, every day even. New products, new ideas, constantly. I do not like change. And I don't like technology..but. What did my mother always say."
He stays quiet.
"Any soul has a chance to change. I have to do this dinner with Lucifer for Charlotte, but if you're serious, meet me at..our spot. 7pm."
He smiles, and stands, heading back to his own table.

After a moment Lucifer walks back toward the table and takes his seat.
"Alright-. There's a man in the bathroom who talks to you and shit while you're trying to piss. Which is odd."
"This place is extremely fancy. What'd you expect?"
"I dunno..I grew up isolated from man kind-"
"Really? That's new-"
He nods. "I was only allowed around my brothers until I got older and then I started acting against christ and you know, got sent here. Was forced to marry Lilith...holy shit I'm gonna shut up."
"Huh-"
"Why are you-..so easy to talk to right now."
"Because I shut up and listen, plus the smile."
"Actually that part of you gets unsettling. Do you ever not smile?"
"No."
"Why not?" He questions.

I can't tell him his wife- ex wife? Has me stuck on a leash and i have my smile chained up.

"It's a very valuable tool ensuring you remain in control."
"You like being in control, hm?"
"Precisely."
"Mmm. I still don't like you."
"Oh the feelings mutual. But I do enjoy Charlottes enthusiastic personality, so I suppose getting along for her is something I'm willing to do."
He looks down, picking up him phone.
"Shit- I have to go - one of my clients showed up at the hotel."
"Oh- alright-"
He gets up and grabs his staff, and I grab mine following him.
I'm not interested in the food at that place so if he's leaving so am I.

                                         ...

We walk into the hotel, the conversation ending as his client spots him, in a rage.
Yikes.
"That's-..all you."
He sighs. "Shut up.." he mumbles before walking toward the client.

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