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[wayward_sun]

The room is spacious, all smooth surfaces and hidden lamps, making it seem even bigger.

There's a bar, a piano, and a huge bed with Egyptian cotton sheets.


Lucifer looks aroind with a grin.
"Oh look. A microcosm."

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[wayward_sun]

"No rush," Lucifer says, but it's pretty clear that he won't try to make Jim extend his stay.

[just_cant_lose]

And Jim will not try to outstay his welcome any further. He's got other stuff to be getting on with. It takes just two minutes to dry off, then he's back by the bed, picking clothes up off the floor and putting them on.

'Well, this has been lovely, hasn't it? A decent way to start a new year, even if there's nothing new about it.'

Not even a new year back home, so the whole thing is pointless, but whatever.

[wayward_sun]

"I suppose," Lucifer says as he reaches for his own trousers. "I do enjoy New Year celebrations."

[just_cant_lose]

'It sounds like there's not much you don't enjoy.'

Calvin Kleins, jeans, shirt, shoes. Fingercomb the hair into an artful mess. Cigarettes, lighter. Done.

'Right, well. I'll see you around.'

[wayward_sun]

"That's me," Lucifer replies with a brilliant smile, with seemingly newfound equilibrium.

[just_cant_lose]

'Mmm.'

A noncommittal sound that could mean anything. But Jim is also smiling as he lights up another cigarette.

'Have a good night, sweetie.'

And he's gone. Stuff to do, all of that. Plenty to think over.

[wayward_sun]

{ooc: that was perfection}

[just_cant_lose]

[OOC: So much fun, THANK YOU. :D]