The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

There were a handful or few of more people in the club tonight than there tended to be on most nights when Lucifer wasn't doing his mainland advertising thing. Most of them were hipstery types who'd foolisly set out looking for a better party than the one at Caritas (and were likely to return there sooner or later, as they figured out this really was just a small town club on a Wednesday night), while a few seemed to genuinely have gone around Caritas and accidentally ended up here instead.

It was impressive, honestly.

If you were the type to care, anyway, which Octavia wasn't. At least not this week. But at least the slight uptick in customers was helping keep her occupied and at least somewhat focused as she tried to make it through the shift.

(The axe range was not in service tonight. She didn't need that much excitement happening.)

Comments

Have a Drink [DN 03/31]

[okteiviakom]

Mod Tiny, talk to Octavia, the usual.

Dance [DN 03/31]

[okteiviakom]

Music's not very dancey, but it doesn't seem like the few folks on the floor care that much.

Back Office [DN 03/31]

[okteiviakom]

Eric, maybe.

OOC [DN 03/31]

[okteiviakom]

*flops*