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Friday wasn't very different at all from Thursday. After breakfast, Octavia retreated back to her own boat, and then just... Stayed there.
Only today, the book she was in the middle of seemed to spend even more time just resting against her chest instead of open where she could've at least feigned to herself that she was still reading.
[ooc: For one.]
Only today, the book she was in the middle of seemed to spend even more time just resting against her chest instead of open where she could've at least feigned to herself that she was still reading.
[ooc: For one.]
