Covent Garden Flowers, Thursday

[okteiviakom]

So maybe Eddie hadn't been wrong about the 'regret' part of the jello shot ingredient list. Octavia had over-indulged, and now she was paying for it with a massive headache and an unwillingness to look at some of the brighter flowers directly. Which was difficult, because she needed to use some of them for the arrangement she was working on. Very, very slowly working on.

Also the smell of the store was just... How had she never really noticed before how strong it was?

Still, in a roundabout way, she welcomed the suffering. It was a nice change from the more mental types of anguish she'd been stuck with for the past couple of weeks. She was uncomfortable, but at least the bodily discomfort kept her focus on the here and now.

Covent Garden Flowers was open. Please refrain from making loud noises. (Magnus, this means you.)

[ooc: Open! But SP-y because I'm traveling today.]

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[magnusrushesin]

"Octavia," Magnus whispered. But it was Magnus, so it was still pretty loud. "I think I'm dying."

He was still wearing his sunglasses from class and looking mildly green. Totally failed that constitution check.

[okteiviakom]

"Whisper quieter," Octavia told him - maybe a little louder than necessary. "You're not dying, it's the gelatine shots taking their revenge."

She should know.

[magnusrushesin]

"Why?" he whined, offering a cup of black coffee rather than the usual latte.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia took the cup all the same. "Because that's how booze works."

Also the sugar.

[magnusrushesin]

"I don't like it," he whined again, using the countertop to rest his head on.

[okteiviakom]

"Yes, well, join the club."

She was jealous of his sunglasses and was honestly considering stealing them.

[magnusrushesin]

Roll high on that sleight of hand check, my dude.

"I brought you coffee." Out of love! Friend love!

[okteiviakom]

Octavia looked unimpressed. Not that it mattered much, with his head against the counter like it was, but still.

"And?"

Was that supposed to grant her hangover-erasing powers or something?

[magnusrushesin]

"...and should get a hug for it?" Also a magic cure for his headache.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sighed heavily.

Then she moved out from behind the counter. "Fine."

It wasn't as if it would make things worse.

[magnusrushesin]

"Yaay," he said weakly, accepting that sweet, sweet hug.

[okteiviakom]

It was honestly more like a mutual sort of lean than a hug, but it counted, right?

At least he was comfortable to lean against.

[magnusrushesin]

It was all those muscles.

"We made class fight angry pinatas today." That made her feel better, right?

[okteiviakom]

"What are those?"

She was withholding judgment on whether it made her feel any better until she knew.

[magnusrushesin]

"Candy filled paper mache... things. They exploded in a shower of candy. It was cool."

Hell yeah.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sighed. "Nice."

Even if sugar was the devil. Also, she had to be wiped out for the word to come out so... sincere and soft.

[magnusrushesin]

That's what made him power on through to give a real, comforting hug. "Hey, did you know we have a holiday sort of like Halloween back home?"

And he literally always dressed up as Taako for those days.

[okteiviakom]

Even Octavia made slightly more of an effort. Slightly. Her arms were less limp.

"I didn't."

That was an invitation to tell her more. As long as he didn't raise his voice.

[magnusrushesin]

He was doing his best on that, but he was a boisterous fellow by nature.

"It's the Midsummer Solstice and there a this cool solar eclipse that occasionally is filled with portents of doom."

[okteiviakom]

"... Portents of doom?"

She wasn't sure why she was even questioning it.

[magnusrushesin]

"Screaming eyes in the sky."

Because it was entertaining at least?

[okteiviakom]

"How can eyes scream?"

A beat.

"Never mind, don't tell me. I think it's what my eyes felt like this morning."

[magnusrushesin]

At least he hadn't fought Dracula yet?

"I'm gonna see if there's some potions at the Fantasy Costco that heal hangovers."

[okteiviakom]

"Think you should suffer through the hurt you inflicted on yourself," Octavia murmured mildly.

Probably said more about her than just her relationship with hangovers.

[magnusrushesin]

"That's Merle talk there," he replied. "I'm gettin' you a potion and thats final."

[okteiviakom]

"Okay."

At least the headache somehow made her more agreeable?

[magnusrushesin]

"Heck yeah," he said with one more hug. "Drink your coffee! I'll be right back!"

[okteiviakom]

Well, that seemed like good enough of an instruction. Of course, all Octavia said was, "Hmph."

She was going to resume her lean against the counter now.

[magnusrushesin]

It didn't take too long and he did stop to vomit once, but Magnus returned triumphant. "I think it's a healing salve."

It was red, so probably. Blue was meant for mana.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia, who knew nothing of the significance of any colors, eyed it warily. Although that might've been because of the headache and all the other discomforts.

"And it's safe?"

[magnusrushesin]

Clearly Octavia needed to play more video games!

"Oh yeah. Hasn't killed me yet."

[okteiviakom]

He had to know that wasn't a very reassuring thing to say. The look she gave him suggested as much too.

"Well," she said, "okay."

[magnusrushesin]

It was Clint McElroy's fault for that.

"It's fine. Trust me."

[okteiviakom]

"Fine," she said, and would've rolled her eyes had the whole prospect of doing that not made her want to puke. "So, what? I just drink this?"

[magnusrushesin]

"Yep! Just like a shot!" That probably didn't help either. Sorry, Octavia.

[okteiviakom]

She might not have been able to roll her eyes, but a withering look was well within her abilities.

But, also, whatever. She went ahead and downed the damned thing.

[magnusrushesin]

"They taste kinda like Red Vines," he added thoughtfully. It did, however, manage to cure a hangover. Well worth the fifteen GP, right?