Cupid Octavia

Tumblr prompt: "O, let us out of here. Now," Bellamy growled. "No way, Bell. Not until you two sort this shit out." Octavia's tone, though muffled by the closed hatch, was final. "Octavia, please," Clarke tried. "Sorry, Clarke. Not this time. The whole camp is suffering because of your little 'argument,' so this hatch is staying locked until it gets resolved."