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betterthanaplanGoing from a warehouse in Haven to his own boat back in Fandom was a bit of a whiplash. It wasn't necessarily new -- the multiverse had always liked to yank Duke around -- but after everything he'd been through in the last not even 24 hours, it took him a little bit longer than usual to recover.
Oh fuck. He had so much to recover from.
He sat back, bumping against the booth bench, and took a second to breathe. Either Lucifer was God or he was still in Hell.
So much to recover from.
"Let's just. Not go anywhere for a couple days, yeah?"
[for the partners. YAY AFTERMATH!]
Oh fuck. He had so much to recover from.
He sat back, bumping against the booth bench, and took a second to breathe. Either Lucifer was God or he was still in Hell.
So much to recover from.
"Let's just. Not go anywhere for a couple days, yeah?"
[for the partners. YAY AFTERMATH!]