NEXT MORNING
The next morning, April woke up with a dull, sore ache throughout her body, especially around her thighs. She winced as she tried to sit up, the events of the previous night coming back to her in a haze. Lucifer was nowhere to be seen, and she assumed he had already gone to his office.
Slowly, April made her way to Lucifer's bathroom, needing to wash away the remnants of the night. She turned on the shower and let the warm water soothe her aching muscles. After a while, she stepped out, feeling somewhat refreshed but still uncertain about what to wear. Her clothes had been torn to shreds the night before, and she had nothing to change into.
After a moment of deliberation, April spotted Lucifer's black hoodie hanging on a chair. She pulled it on, the fabric engulfin
