Lux. A rather 'classy' club in Los Angeles owned by the infamous Lucifer Morningstar, a more believable stage name than an actual name.
This particular club was the place that the woman had found herself one Friday night along with a string of paparazzi following her with their cameras flashing and straining her eyes. With the yells of the shutterbugs behind her, she tucks into the club.
Her heels clack against the floor as her eyes begin to scan the area for the reason that she had arrived there in the first place. Within the crowd of the dancing bodies she discovers the man that she was looking for - smiling his ever so charming smile and flirting with several woman at once. She rolls her eyes before weaving her way through the crowd.
"Hello, sweetie." She greets him with a smile.
"Well isn't it one of my favourite humans," The handsome devil smiles at the woman. "How have you been, love?"
"Haven't you seen the news?"
He cringes. "Oh yes. Car destroyed, your partner leaves you for your agent. My Father, it's all went down hill hasn't it?"
"That's an understatement." She sighs.
"Drink? You look like you could use one," He places his hand on the small of her back, wadding their way through the crowd. "Usual, yeah?"
She smiles. "Oh I thought you would never ask."
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The couple find themselves leisurely seated on one of the couches in the middle of Lux. She rested up against him after having one too many, laughing until tears poured down her cheeks at some horrendous joke Lucifer had said. The hordes of people was beginning to disperse at this point, only a few reminded to catch a few more drinks.
"Oh, Lucifer," She sighs. "What has happened to my life?"
"Well, you dated a complete jerk who didn't deserve you, had a sleazy agent and attempted to text while driving," He answers.
"Thank you for reminding me, sweetie."
Lucifer wraps his arm around her, pulling her close to him. "Ah, well, nevermind them. You just gotta pull yourself together and not let this affect you."
"I wish it was that easy."
"Look, I know it's hard but you're gonna get through this. What happened to the (Y/N) that I knew, eh?"
"Her life finally started to go somewhere before all that crap happened in the space of a week."
"In a week, really?" He sighs. "Oh my dear you just have terrible luck," He rubs her arm. "But you know if you need any help you can come to me, alright?"
"Alright," She rests her drunken head in his lap. "Even if you are the devil himself you are insanely sweet, you know that?"
"I find that rather insulting."
The woman didn't utter a reply. The devil looks down at her only to find that she had passed out on his lap.
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