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pridefxl:

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there’s another groan as she pokes
him— not happy. he knows that she’s
not going to leave him alone. that’s
not how she works. but he doesn’t
exactly have a reputation for doing
what he’s told to, either. 

             “Wh———yyyyy.”

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lydia pokes his shoulder repeatedly, using the same
amount of force for each poke that she inflicts on him.
lucifer is being lazier than usual. and lydia would really
like to get him out of bed without dumping cold water
on him– if she has to do that, he’ll end up sulking for
the rest of the day like she took away one of his prized toys.

             “ Lucifer. ”

she used his full first name. it’s serious now. lydia stops
poking him and reaches over to his bedside for the cup
of water there. she’d put it there as soon as she had
entered the room, knowing that she might need it.

             “ If you don’t, I’m going to throw this everywhere. ”

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