#ofablaze

@ofablaze​ The bump of shoulders was meant to appear accidental, the same for the iced chai latte that was poured down the other’s front. Really, Lucifer had been watching his son closely for quite some time now, and every move was calculated. He had replayed every possible interaction in his mind a hundred times, and had carefully laid out the deets for what he deemed to be an appropriate first encounter. He had to initiate it, keep to the plan (god he hated sticking to the plan) and keep it cool as a cucumber for this to work. He had to keep the ball in his court. Her court? That was a little more complicated. “I am so sorry!” The voice is soft, feminine, exactly what he needed. Soft, cool as a cucumber. Got it.