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One thing had to be said for Norway: it was very dark in December. While staying in their little hidden castle near the fjords held a certain appeal, spending their newly-minted anniversary naked under the sheets, well.
They had already been doing quite a bit of that this week.
Besides, Lucifer was eager to see the look on Octavia's face at the lights and smells and sounds of Tromsø's Christmas market. If they were lucky, they might even get a glimpse of the actual aurora that night.
Well.
They were already lucky, Lucifer reflected, a goofy smile on his face as the three of them approached the well-lit market ahead. "I say we start with the gløgg."
[[ for thems who's there. ]]
They had already been doing quite a bit of that this week.
Besides, Lucifer was eager to see the look on Octavia's face at the lights and smells and sounds of Tromsø's Christmas market. If they were lucky, they might even get a glimpse of the actual aurora that night.
Well.
They were already lucky, Lucifer reflected, a goofy smile on his face as the three of them approached the well-lit market ahead. "I say we start with the gløgg."
[[ for thems who's there. ]]
