The Musician

Caporegime Lucifer Gordon Hughes. Independent DC OC. Mun and Muse 21+. Panfandom. Exploring Themes of: God Complexes, Being an Outsider, Family, Bloodlust, Religious Trauma, Selfishness

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Her fingers traced the lid of the cup before taking a sip, instinctively she scoots a little to the side to make room once he sits down. She didn’t like being in others personal space unless she needed to and this was a new person in her life; at least for the moment anyway. Switching legs and crossing the other over each other and chuckles softly at the males comment at the ants. ❝ People, I like to people watch. ❞ Something she used to do with her ex boyfriend when they were out in public, make them all NPCs in their lives and come up with crazy stories and theories on the strangers. Old habits die hard but it made her happy to think back on those times. 

Listening to the male, she looks over at him and his hand. She glances down and extends her hand as well; giving it a gentle shake and a smile on her features. ❝ Rosalie, but most people call me Rose. ❞ She says as she pulls back her hand to her warm cup and takes another sip, it’s still warm thankfully but she’ll have to drink it quickly before it cools down and then is just cold chocolate milk and oddly enough she didn’t like chocolate milk or milk in general; so temperature did made a difference to her. 

❝ So Lucifer, don’t tell me your last name is Morningstar, because that would be interesting. ❞ Rosalie jokes to herself as she’s watching the people walk by, wondering if she come up wit a good story like she used to when she was younger, god it’s been so long and she can’t come up with anything good, perhaps, ❝ hey, what do you think about that couple over there? ❞

   “It’s fun, isn’t it? Interesting to see how people carry themselves when they’re so sure no one’s looking.” Giggling slightly, “But we are.” Nodding as he shook her hand, his bushy brow popped at her name. “My twin’s name is a spin on Rose as well. I take it you’ve got thorns too?” Another pleasant chuckle it was perhaps too musical, notes hit in a sliding succession; trying extremely hard to appear as a human being. 

   Taking a sip the Morningstar comment got him to choke, gagging slightly. “No-” he gagged, a rough cough finally clearing the blockage. “Um, no, that would be a bit too much serendipity, wouldn’t it? It’s just Hughes. Though I will blame all peculiarities on my father, for giving me such a stupid name.” Grinning to himself and shaking his head, the desire to blurt out, ‘Why yes it is Morningstar, especially on OnlyFans! Lucifer St. Morningstar to be specific. People subscribe to see me read the bible in a priest’s habit because we all share the same weird shit,’ continued to grip at him as he took another sip.