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Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening
Apr. 27th, 2025 08:05 pm"I don't think I've got this."
It had been a while since the last Sunday night date night.
It felt like it had been forever. And Octavia's memories of the last date night of any day of the week at the house weren't great.
None of that was what was getting to her right this second.
"It's just not doing what I want, Lucifer."
She was trying to pipe some sort of ganache onto a thing of dessert in a dainty little bowl, and no, it was not going smoothly at all. As far as issues went, it would have been almost blissfully mundane, had it not also been so very frustrating.
[ooc: For that guy and massive SP.]
It had been a while since the last Sunday night date night.
It felt like it had been forever. And Octavia's memories of the last date night of any day of the week at the house weren't great.
None of that was what was getting to her right this second.
"It's just not doing what I want, Lucifer."
She was trying to pipe some sort of ganache onto a thing of dessert in a dainty little bowl, and no, it was not going smoothly at all. As far as issues went, it would have been almost blissfully mundane, had it not also been so very frustrating.
[ooc: For that guy and massive SP.]
