Chapter 87 - Beelzebub (1)

Lucifer was resting in one of the ugly sofas Aaron had. He had thought of visiting him in the bar, knowing that his shift would be over in a few minutes, but it wasn't too late and there were always too many people at this hour for him to appear without Aaron scolding him for scaring someone. Time had been always relative for him, constantly changing depending on where he was; however, Lucifer had found that he appreciated it greatly to spend it more with Aaron than with demons and damned souls. Of course, that didn't mean he didn't enjoy spending some time alone. One would have thought otherwise after being inside the Jail for so long. The truth was that he enjoyed being able to choose when to be alone, especially in places where he had good memories. Aaron had lived here for a few weeks already, but it was enough for him to like it.