Charlie Morningstar wasn't the only daughter that Lucifer had. He and Lilith had another daughter named Andria Morningstar. Andria adored her older sister dearly and helped her run her hotel but what will happen when she meets the Radio Demon ?
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Charlie walked around the hotel, getting herself ready to go to out to the Vees tower and explain, on Katie Killjoy's news show, that the show Voxtek had aired last night was not true, of course she was taking Andria and Niffy for help and support, but Vaggie seemed concerned about how much Charlie was obsessing over proving Vox and Hell wrong, "Charlie, babe, I think you need to drop this."
"Drop what? I'm just trying to clear up the misinformation about the hotel." Charlie laughed, tying up her hair and putting her coat on.
"There is no point. Those fuckers work for Vox. Katie Killjoy is just gonna do the same thing the Vees did. Don't feed into this crap. Just stay with me today. And the guests, also the guests."
"I know, but I feel like if I explain myself on live television, then they won't be able to edit it like that video! You know I did not strike Velvette with an open fist."
Vaggie chuckled at Charlie's enthusiasm, "I'm aware."
"So...just keep holding down the fort— you're doing great by the way— until Niffty, Andria and I get back."
"Niffty?"
"Hi." Niffty said, making Vaggie scream.
"Okay. Have fun. Love you. Bye." Charlie kissed Vaggie's cheek, picking up Niffy and running out the door.
"Bye!" Niffty waved as Vaggie sighed.
Alastor stood in front of the vanity in his and Andria's room, glaring at the gaping wound, bound by green stitches across his chest. Andria stepped out of the bathroom in her suit, ready to go talk to the news reporter. She spotted Alastor leaning on the dresser with distain, huffing out a cloud of smoke.
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She snuck up behind him, gently wrapping her arms around his shoulders and securing them around his torso, "Hey, handsome." She smiled.
For a moment Alastor's frustration faltered, he smiled at her in the mirror, "Who are you dressed so nicely for." He teased
Andria chuckled, fixing her hair, "No one, Charlie, Niffty and I are just going out to clear up the 'misinformation' about the hotel, as Charlie keeps putting it. How's your scar feeling, hun?"
