Thread; Lucifer - Blog Posts
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closed starter to @le0davis location: the dive bar on 9th street — manhattan
SOMETIMES HE just needed to get away from the high life. Especially with how many stressors had been piling up on him lately, Lucifer had been turning to cheap thrills to escape the things that had been waking him up in the middle of the night. Those thrills were found easily at his nightclub, but there was only so much disco trap music he could tolerate before it just started giving him a headache. Some dingy, nobody bar far away from the Upper East Side was a suitable alternative. At least it was today. The man wanted nothing to do with appearances today. He wanted to blend into the background, and find peace in doing so.
Get Lucifer Vale drunk or high enough and the limits of what trouble he would get up to became non-existent. Tonight, apparently, that was atrociously slurring through NSYNC lyrics with another patron, arm slung lazily around the other man’s shoulder as they swayed in very non-rhythm to the music. “Every little thing I do! Never seems enough for you!” he bellowed, as if the lyrics really meant something to him in that moment. He tapered off, pausing to try to peak at the lyrics scrolling at the screen, because he forgot them, and then quickly chimed back in, off-key and laughing. “Guess what! It’s gonna BE ME!”
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Leo, Leo, Leo. The man had had so much on his plate, yet it was due to his own gluttony. He fed himself full of the sin: lust. This caused there to be only room for his other vice. Alcohol and lots of it. he may have met a boundary he hadn’t pushed before tonight. going with the flow with a new face in the bar. now here he was drunk singing and dancing with the devil of New York. “You got no choice BABE, but to move on, and you know, there ain’t no time to waaaste...” Leo did the run and said the lyrics without having to look at the monitor. Turns out even blasted, his inner love for throwbacks still had him on key. Did he believe he was carrying this song like J.C. did back in the year 2000? maybe. though he was slurring as much as his duet partner. “....baby when you finally, get to love somebody, guess what! it’s gonna BE MAY!” he sang out, feeling like he was some real stage and not some dinky small platform. he happily continue swaying to the snythnized beat that was begging for better choreography than what the two were giving. which was just two men huddled under each other’s arms.
but it suddenly wasn’t enough for Leo, who was feeling more and more like the little boy who had first seen the music video at one of his foster homes. leo over confidently flipped his wrists down with his arms up, micmicking a marionette. he took two steps to the right, away from his partner, to only fall off of the platform entirely. the echoing thud of the mic hitting the ground followed by the blump of leo’s body falling onto the carperted floor. then came leo’s wheezing laughter as he was met with a sudden view of the dive bar’s ceiling. he lulled his head to side to find the blurry face he shared the stage with.
