Every once in a while, Lucifer got it into his head that he wanted to meet Octavia where she lived. So to speak. Metaphorically. Technically she lived on the Rouge with him, but one got what he meant.
Today... was one of those days.
"Right," he said, observing the trees before him. "So... show me something pretty."
[[ for her, and sp. ]]
Today... was one of those days.
"Right," he said, observing the trees before him. "So... show me something pretty."
[[ for her, and sp. ]]