Lucifer made a shooing motion and Chloe stepped out in the pouring rain, Lucifer sliding in beside her. She really needed to stop encouraging him. Yet again, Chloe followed his orders, this time with only a sigh and an eyeroll. “Detective, open the bloody thing we haven't got much time.” Lucifer paced the wooden floorboards fiddling with the camera settings. He scrambled out of the doorway and hastily slammed it shut behind him. “Don’t rush me,” she chastised and purposefully took even longer to take them off.Īs soon as she threw her socks out of the way, Lucifer shoved an umbrella in her hands, opened the door, and pushed her out onto the porch. Come on,” he slung a camera around his neck, “Shoes off.”Ĭhloe wasn’t really sure why she started complying. “What the fuck are you doing?” Chloe watched as he peeled off his socks and threw them by his shoes. Lucifer stood-or rather hopped- out of his shoes and was discarding them by the breakfast bar. What she was met with made her do a double take. If Lucifer was anything to go off of, however having to face that every morning for the rest of her life made her think better. She swore up and down that he was more of a handful than Trixie sometimes.īefore Lucifer, she occasionally thought about having another kid. “Because it’s important,” he called back.Ĭhloe drug herself to her feet, happy to stretch them, and went to see what he was doing. “.Why?” she called into the seemingly empty room.
“Detective, I need you to hold an umbrella!” Lucifer’s voice cut through her sleepy haze. She briefly closed her eyes, hoping to maybe just do something other than work. Fluttering around, fixing his cuff links, and grumbling.ĭeciding that they weren’t getting anything done anymore, Chloe sat back in her chair and sighed. They were supposed to be doing research for their latest murderer, but with the combination of the rain, her lack of leads, and Lucifer’s ADHD nothing was getting done. Her dad had obviously never been cooped up in the house with Lucifer for an hour. Her dad always said the rain was relaxing.
#TWISTED INSANE LUCIFER CRACKED#
Rain sloshed against the windows and the wind whistled through the cracked windows.
California was pouring buckets like Chloe had never seen before.
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