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fandomtownies2021-11-26 04:34 pm
my_own_advocate) wrote in fandomtownies2021-11-26 04:34 pm
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The Devil’s Nest, Friday Night
Lucifer was in extremely good spirits tonight. Why? He had no idea, but he wasn’t going to question it. Why would he?
He pingponged around the bar, settling occasionally behind the piano to belt out some of the more cheerful Sinatra catalogue, then to the bar itself to fix some drinks, and then– well, then he was on the phone.
Ordering things for the new club.
"Tiny! Think we can get some string lights up on the ceiling!?"
It would pass.
[[ open! ]]
He pingponged around the bar, settling occasionally behind the piano to belt out some of the more cheerful Sinatra catalogue, then to the bar itself to fix some drinks, and then– well, then he was on the phone.
Ordering things for the new club.
"Tiny! Think we can get some string lights up on the ceiling!?"
It would pass.
[[ open! ]]