I can't remember the friend's name so I'm making one up :-)classics_loverJuly 6 2012, 23:07:25 UTC
Fill - Gen - OFC's POV
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Carys and her friends couldn't stop ogling the raven haired god a few tables over. It was their once-a-year blow-the-budget girly-nite (TM), and they had gone to one of Cardiff's newer, fancier French restaurants. The place was so posh the menu wasn't even in English.
Across the room was a guy who looked like a movie star, a tall Tom Cruise type. He would not look out of place in an action movie, particularly with that dramaculous* coat he had been wearing when he swept in through the door. They had spent the ten minutes or so after ordering their desserts just watching the man, wondering which of the gorgeous leggy ladies he was waiting for.
And he was waiting for someone - the waiter had tried several times to take an order, and the guy kept checking his pocket watch. (A pocket watch, for heaven's sake!)
Eventually the dark haired god of gorgeousness took out his phone and was texting someone, when the doors opened and a tall, fair-haired, familiar man came in. It was driving Carys nuts how
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Hawai-Five-0, Steve /& Danny, after some troubling month (Danny disapearing, Steve taking care of grace etc.) he discovers that the CIA is hunting Danny. Steve decides to hunt them back
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Carys and her friends couldn't stop ogling the raven haired god a few tables over. It was their once-a-year blow-the-budget girly-nite (TM), and they had gone to one of Cardiff's newer, fancier French restaurants. The place was so posh the menu wasn't even in English.
Across the room was a guy who looked like a movie star, a tall Tom Cruise type. He would not look out of place in an action movie, particularly with that dramaculous* coat he had been wearing when he swept in through the door. They had spent the ten minutes or so after ordering their desserts just watching the man, wondering which of the gorgeous leggy ladies he was waiting for.
And he was waiting for someone - the waiter had tried several times to take an order, and the guy kept checking his pocket watch. (A pocket watch, for heaven's sake!)
Eventually the dark haired god of gorgeousness took out his phone and was texting someone, when the doors opened and a tall, fair-haired, familiar man came in. It was driving Carys nuts how ( ... )
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And I love Derek on Smash too. :)
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