A story on how Lucifer's stay at the Hazbin Hotel went from,
"Trust me, you'll LOVE it here!!"
To,
"It might take a bit, but trust me, you'll learn to like it here."
And ending with,
"No, no, don't say that, we'll- we'll get out of here, it'll be okay, you- you'll be okay, you'll be okay, you'll be okay, okay? Yeah, everything will be a-okay, I can fix this, I can-"
All three phases finished or began with the words "trust me." It started with Charlie's enthusiasm, act two was Lucifer's awkward attempt at trying to befriend and also sort-of-not-really-but-also-really-comfort the radio demon, and ended with a raspy, weak, bloodstained loss.
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Another fic before updating the other ones bc the ADHD go brrrrrrr I'm sorry. Trying to make this one less OOC than the other things I've written, but not sure how it'll go.