Outside MCA #9, Monday afternoon

[magnusrushesin]

Magnus had gone out to select the best Candlenights tree he could find to share the holiday with Octavia.

"Man, fruitcake aren't really what i was hoping for as a fun fight," he grumbled, hefting the tree up over his shoulder. His big, buff, beefy boy shoulder. "Octavia! I really hope you're home..."

Oh, he really should have checked that first.

[for the gal in question, but hallways are open!]

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[magnusrushesin]

One day they'd get her to at least admitting it. With lots of hugs.

"We can make him an ornament for when he gets back."