fandomtownies | The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

Octavia wasn't quite as built for an extended semi-tropical paradise getaway as his partners were. In fact, she wasn't quite as built for any extended getaway (it was the away that always became the problem sooner or later), so when yet another Wednesday rolled around, she'd opted to hop a portal and come work her first shift since they'd originally taken off right before the holidays.

She didn't feel terribly surprised to find the club cold, with some sort of... half-melted ice bar thing?

Home sweet home.

She was now going to spend most of her shift trying to corral Tiny into cleaning up some of the melted mess, while also wondering whether she should text Eric.

(Or possibly Lucifer.)

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