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Who: Ian and Moira
What: Date Night.
When: Night
Where: Ian's Place. He cleaned it. Ho shit.
Rating: Low
Status: Incomplete
It'd been an age since he'd got a proper night off where he didn't feel about ready to pass out the moment he sat down on his sofa. The sad part was the body shaped indent slowly growing in the cushions. He grabbed the blanket from his bed after putting on a kettle. Moira was sitting on that same sofa, for once Ian felt comfortable having her hang around his place. He'd been given nearly half a week off and took the opportunity to scour. He knew he'd been missing things before, but finding items he hadn't even been aware was missing was an embarrassment.
"Tea's on." He kissed Moira's cheek and tossed the blanket at her face as he sat down beside her, letting the dip in the cushion and gravity take care of bringing Moira against his side.
What: Date Night.
When: Night
Where: Ian's Place. He cleaned it. Ho shit.
Rating: Low
Status: Incomplete
It'd been an age since he'd got a proper night off where he didn't feel about ready to pass out the moment he sat down on his sofa. The sad part was the body shaped indent slowly growing in the cushions. He grabbed the blanket from his bed after putting on a kettle. Moira was sitting on that same sofa, for once Ian felt comfortable having her hang around his place. He'd been given nearly half a week off and took the opportunity to scour. He knew he'd been missing things before, but finding items he hadn't even been aware was missing was an embarrassment.
"Tea's on." He kissed Moira's cheek and tossed the blanket at her face as he sat down beside her, letting the dip in the cushion and gravity take care of bringing Moira against his side.