@remnantsouls gets a random starter!
lucifer hated to be late, and yet here he was... late. he'd spent so much time trying on different things that he lost track of time and only realized cain was probably waiting for him when he glanced at a far clock in his room and saw it was six minutes past. with a curse under his breath, the devil quickly changed back into his usual, minus the jacket, and poofed out of his room and to the kitchen.
"i'm here!" he declared as soon as he appeared, rolling up his sleeves and then summoning a bright yellow duck apron to wear with another little puff of red smoke for dramatic flair. "sorry i'm late, i was uh—" lucifer wasn't going to admit he'd been fussing with outfits. "busy."













