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my_own_advocateIt was another one of Those Weekends, and Lucifer, for his part, had absolutely no interest and going out to see Steamboat Rougey or whatever the hell had probably become of Duke. This thing the island was doing was entirely too PG for him, thank you.
He wandered through the living room in his silk bathrobe, flicking his lighter multiple times. It sparked, but somehow failed to produce a single working flame.
"Bugger," he snarled irritably. "Right. More scotch it is, then."
[[ expecting one, CW for casual drug use ]]
He wandered through the living room in his silk bathrobe, flicking his lighter multiple times. It sparked, but somehow failed to produce a single working flame.
"Bugger," he snarled irritably. "Right. More scotch it is, then."
[[ expecting one, CW for casual drug use ]]
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Date: 26 Jan 2021 21:17 (UTC)"Just for that, I'm going to get myself a plaid snuggie."
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Date: 27 Jan 2021 00:48 (UTC)"Because it makes you try to shut me up?"
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Date: 27 Jan 2021 01:12 (UTC)He cupped Duke's cheek.
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Date: 27 Jan 2021 01:22 (UTC)Look, it was 'enthusiastically kissing back' or 'pointing out the wardrobe was a crime, not a flaw'. Lucifer knew which one they both preferred.