Lucifer frankly didn’t knew what has gotten into him to drag himself into the bar he found himself on to find a woman. Just because she looked like her, it didn’t meant it was her. Just because somehow God decided to call for a pause on their everlasting war, it didn’t meant he would be fair and just because he was said he’d gain his wings back, it didn’t meant he’d achieve that.

Why did he want them back either way? To return to the place that stabbed his back and torn his family apart? “If I told you that I reserved this bar for exactly this same hour, but my date didn’t arrive, would you helped me make that money worth something? As in if also alone, we could just drink together for the time of my reservation? I would look silly if drinking for an entire hour on my own and you seem like a kind and nice girl to talk my sorrows to.” The raven haired male proposed and as if on queue -- which actually was if counting how he could enchant everyone to leave to his silent order -- everyone left except for them and the employees at the bar.

The raven haired curvy woman as per usual had sat on one of the tall stools by the counter while her eyes were in search around the bar, so to see whom was frequenting it on this particular night for no reason other than to make time as she waited for her usual, to which she wished she had traded for something sweeter than night, seeing an handsome fellow seemed to be approaching her, giving her yet another reason to regret her timely request, as having the help to order and doing a guy that chance of a gesture went well most of the times: One drink here, one smile there, a kiss and most times than not she’d arching her back with lips and tongue to her lower or something rather bigger than a finger.

“Sorry, I was told to not take any sweets from strangers, but if you’d like I could buy you a treat instead?” She shrugged as her own drink was placed in front of her once finished, whiskey on the rocks and she would only hope that she only had requested a little too fast to give him time to pop in the question. “If not we could always wait for me to finish this one, so you can ask?” Hwasa grinned, offering a wink to the male and then taking in the chance to glance at him from head to toe, liking what she was seeing.