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That whole awkward mess yesterday had ended in Lucifer inviting Octavia over because, well. Because he felt horrifically guilty, and having long emotional chats wasn't really something he was good at when he wasn't in the middle of his own (Eric's) bloody club.
Also, generally, spending time with people went down more smoothly when there were hot tubs involved.
Either way, he was awake and upright. Hadn't bothered to pull on a suit jacket or anything else over his crisp black shirt because, well, this wasn't exactly a formal occasion.
... which hadn't stopped him from getting snacks delivered and breaking out the brandy, mind you. Either way. He was home.
[[ for her ]]
Also, generally, spending time with people went down more smoothly when there were hot tubs involved.
Either way, he was awake and upright. Hadn't bothered to pull on a suit jacket or anything else over his crisp black shirt because, well, this wasn't exactly a formal occasion.
... which hadn't stopped him from getting snacks delivered and breaking out the brandy, mind you. Either way. He was home.
[[ for her ]]
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Date: 2 Aug 2020 10:59 (UTC)They were pretty prominent like this, though, the stark black shapes on both her shoulders.
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Date: 2 Aug 2020 11:13 (UTC)There. Lucifer had his alcohol. Now they could both languish peacefully in this hot tub for a while.