Suddenly, a large black SUV (cue the Torchwood theme) turned the corner at rather high speeds--but instead of barrelling on by, as it seemed poised to, it pulled up to the curb. In what was in no way a legal parking space.
Ianto closed the door with a little more force than necessary. He had been well on his way to the Hub when Jack called and and asked if he could please bring coffee and pastries back with him.
To anyone else, Ianto might have said no. But it was Jack, it was Christmas, and the shop was on the way.
He turned up the collar on his coat, hoping the wool would do something to keep his neck warm, and glanced up at the falling snow. Christmas Eve. Well, Cardiff wasn't London, at least. He might even get to stay in bed come morning.
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Date: 2010-01-04 06:09 pm (UTC)(cue the Torchwood theme)turned the corner at rather high speeds--but instead of barrelling on by, as it seemed poised to, it pulled up to the curb. In what was in no way a legal parking space.Ianto closed the door with a little more force than necessary. He had been well on his way to the Hub when Jack called and and asked if he could please bring coffee and pastries back with him.
To anyone else, Ianto might have said no. But it was Jack, it was Christmas, and the shop was on the way.
He turned up the collar on his coat, hoping the wool would do something to keep his neck warm, and glanced up at the falling snow. Christmas Eve. Well, Cardiff wasn't London, at least. He might even get to stay in bed come morning.
ooc: Hope you don't mind...?