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Much like she had on their first night on the rental boat, last night Octavia had gone to bed in her own cabin, practically clean across the boat from the guys.
But it was not where she was waking up. No, because unlike the first night, she'd found herself laying awake in the middle of the night, thinking about how stupid she was for still doing this here, when she wasn't even getting the benefit of the comfort of the Samsara out of it.
So without ceremony, she'd made her way through the dark and quiet of the ship and crawled into bed with Duke and Lucifer - on the latter's side of the bed, just because that was where there'd been the most room to take over.
And that was where she was softly stirring now, curled up against Lucifer.
Hope the Devil enjoyed his unexpected reign of the middle spot.
[ooc: NFB, for the two.]
But it was not where she was waking up. No, because unlike the first night, she'd found herself laying awake in the middle of the night, thinking about how stupid she was for still doing this here, when she wasn't even getting the benefit of the comfort of the Samsara out of it.
So without ceremony, she'd made her way through the dark and quiet of the ship and crawled into bed with Duke and Lucifer - on the latter's side of the bed, just because that was where there'd been the most room to take over.
And that was where she was softly stirring now, curled up against Lucifer.
Hope the Devil enjoyed his unexpected reign of the middle spot.
[ooc: NFB, for the two.]
