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fandomtownies2023-09-26 11:29 am
my_own_advocate) wrote in fandomtownies2023-09-26 11:29 am
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The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night
It was a Tuesday night, and the Devil was in, though you wouldn't know it when you came in. He'd spent much of the weekend brooding on a good get-Duke-to-cheer-up-gift, and he was beginning to run out of ideas.
So now Lucifer found himself laying on his back in one of the booths, staring up at the lights on the ceiling. Glass in hand, of course.
He was trying not to feel like the situation was hopeless, and running out of gift ideas was not helping him redirect any of that worried energy. (Perhaps he needed to do something big...)
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So now Lucifer found himself laying on his back in one of the booths, staring up at the lights on the ceiling. Glass in hand, of course.
He was trying not to feel like the situation was hopeless, and running out of gift ideas was not helping him redirect any of that worried energy. (Perhaps he needed to do something big...)
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