Violetti
Your Local Boba Addict
Loki clicked his phone off. He knew security was trying to get ahold of him. He would always be up front and center when it came to Lucifer's commands, but he didn't particularly like taking orders from his daughter. His long sleeves hid the snakes in his clothing as he sighed. He could tell his peaceful days of napping on high ledges would soon be over. The voicemail contained aessage about a meeting bring held and how he was expected to attend. He decided he would amuse these new people in charge by going to the meeting, but, he no longer trusted the new boss's authority, even if she was appointed by Lucifer himself.