Eagle-eyed he may not be, but he didn't need that or the smoldering glances the two of them kept tossing each other to tell him it was past time to get the hell out of the way.
It was the kind of night that called for something like that. Fond obscenity, and the warmth of a comrade sleeping by your side.
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Date: 2007-10-11 10:04 am (UTC)Eagle-eyed he may not be, but he didn't need that or the smoldering glances the two of them kept tossing each other to tell him it was past time to get the hell out of the way.
It was the kind of night that called for something like that. Fond obscenity, and the warmth of a comrade sleeping by your side.
The warmer air of the hall wasn't quite the same.