The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, Tuesday Morning

Octavia had been back on the Rouge since Saturday. Things were... normalizing? But she and Duke had been sleeping in separate rooms, with him staying on the couch and her sleeping in the bed. Or you know. Trying to. She'd actually been sleeping on the floor by the bed, after a very unsuccessful attempt at sleeping in the bed the first half a night.

She hadn't told Duke.

But as Monday turned into Tuesday, even that hadn't worked anymore. The cheery, annoying, ever-present background music had been getting on her nerves and stripping her of the last of her ability to tell herself that sleeping on Duke's boat but not anywhere near him was supposed to be fine and normal.

So she'd given up, and taken her pillow and her blanket, and snuck quietly to where he was sleeping. And put her bedding down on the floor near the couch. The idea had been for her to sneak back into the bedroom in the morning, before Duke woke up, but, now it was officially morning...

And there she was still, curled up and fast asleep.

[ooc: For him.]