Tosh tapped her lip with her finger. Her tell, if life were poker. She was livid.
Tap, tap, tap. Tap, tap, tap.
When angry, Owen would throw items and go find a rough woman to screw. Gwen would scream at the team about their inhumanity. Ianto would scrub something. Jack would pick a fight and get himself injured.
Tosh? Oh, she just
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