#dvinitys

❝ ah, shit. suppose it was ABOUT TIME i’d run into you, huh ? ❞

a little BREATH leaves her lips, small form shakes a little. not out of fear, not yet. but out of something that feels a lot like relief, there he is. brother most beloved, standing right in front of her.

                                                    “oh.”

is the first thing that leaves her mouth before her surprised expression is REPLACED by a smile. before she skips the small distance between them to wrap thin little arms around his form. 

                           “i missed you so much LUCE.. i thought you would                             never come. i thought perhaps you were angry with me.”

cayce doesn’t belong in the back streets late at night. he doesn’t belong outside of the house, really, if you asked him. but times were desperate now. there’s a single card in his pocket given to him by the manager of the warehouse he stocked up at.   ❛ drop by and give the guy a visit. i’m positive he’ll have a way to cure what ails you. ❜   he was told, and he wasn’t sure if he trusted the guy, but his stock wasn’t selling and cayce would do anything to keep cohen from working more hours. even if it meant going to a night club and having to talk to strangers. 

 ❝ er, ah, you wouldn’t happen to know where i could find a mr. lucifer? ❞

❝ --- SPEAK OF THE DEVIL. ❞ hadn’t actually been talking about lucifer, but he did have a momentary THOUGHT. regrets have already been made.