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Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

Octavia had been feeling kind of... restless, this week. But keeping it to herself, because Duke had been having a rougher time, and anyway, it was fine. This feeling came and went, and Octavia was used to it.

(Though it really would have been great if Dr. Baker had been able to squeeze her in during some other time this week, after the regular Tuesday session got cancelled.)

It was Sunday now, anyway. Food and cider and hopefully a good time? Octavia had even channeled some of her twitchiness into prepping dessert, earlier. "The fruit's all ready in the fridge," she said, as she got up to clear away the dinner plates. "The white chocolate on them should have set by now."

Spoken like she actually knew anything and hadn't just grabbed the instructions from Google this morning.

[ooc: For the guy.]

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"Been awhile since we've been," Octavia noted, nodding. "I'd like that."

"We'll make it a day trip," Lucifer murmured. "I'll bring lunch, we'll go to the store, do up some ideas, then have a nice picnic in a park somewhere."

"Well that sounds like a plan if I ever heard one."

Lucifer chuckled, low in his throat, and kissed her cheek. "Excellent."

Octavia smiled. "I like this," she said. "I had kind of a rough time coming out of the... moment." Session, or whatever word you preferred. "Thinking about the future seems to help."