They say you should pick your battles, that some things aren't worth fighting about, aren't worth arguing over, aren't worth raising a fuss, because they just might work out on their own.

Octavia has come to accept this philosophy in regards to her roommate, who seems to have a penchant for getting into trouble and solving it again before too long, usually without needing Octavia to do anything. As such, when she leaves Vinyl alone for a while, she typically doesn't think much of weird noises and loud exclamations the moment she closes the door.

Today is one such day.

(This was initially going to be for one-shot-ober, but it's apparently Talk Like a Pirate day, and it just fits too well. Shanghai'd, it be, arrr...)