The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

It was Tuesday, and the Devil was done sleeping off the weekend. It had been an inspiring one, especially near the end, as one could tell by the music flowing from his piano right now.

Well, maybe it had been that, and 'googling how to make anaemic pop palatable'.

Either way, you could kind of tell what he was playing if you squinted.

Comments

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

"I know."

More or less.

"All I really need you to promise is not to take what Duke says as if it goes for both of us." A beat. "And maybe to give him the benefit of the doubt a little more, too. He's... I dont know."

Octavia sighed, just a little.

"He's kind of oblivious sometimes. And just... a little caught up in something, right now."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Something to do with your trip?" Lucifer guessed. Shook his head and took a sip of his drink, taking the opportunity to look somewhere other than at her.

"Fine. I promise."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

"Thanks," Octavia replied, mildly - not that that was saying much. "Also, no. It's older than that."

Because she'd meant it was part of the reason for this whole mess.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer considered her. And what she was saying.

And what she had said a few minutes ago.

He lifted up his glass. "If you're tired," he said, instead of continuing down that path further, "And I've been ignoring you for a full weekend to your frustration... how about we try this again tomorrow? At my house. Drinks. You get free access to the hot tub."

He got to buy off the irritating feelings of guilt by giving her his full attention for an afternoon.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's gaze had slid back down to her empty glass, not that she'd really been looking at it, either.

Now her gaze flicked back up to his face. Re-focused.

Her nod was tiny. "Sure."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"All right," Lucifer said, his own nod equally small.