Favors
@luciferiiisms promised starter
Spike lifted a scarred brow at the line outside the club. He bi-passed all of that rubbish and walked up to the bouncer, leaning in to say, “I”m here to see Lucifer Morningstar. I want to ask for a favor.”
The bouncer nodded and let him pass.and he strolled into LUX, a smile playing on his lips. Aside from the poshness, this place could keep him busy for days. His eyes wandered over the dancer as he headed toward the bar.
As he made it to his destination, he ordered up a whiskey he turned, waiting to see the owner of the club.













