69 Memory Lane - Later Wednesday
Jack had returned home and dealt with Ianto's snark about not having to bail him out by dragging the younger man upstairs and shagging him into exhaustion.
Freshly showered and smirking, well pleased with himself, Jack was now back downstairs in his study looking over the budget reports sent over by UNIT. He was kicked back in a t-shirt and old, well worn dress slacks, classical chamber music playing softly from an old fashion radio.
Definitely some sort of AM station.
[ooc: for givemethehunt and that Dean came by is totally okay for broadcast, conversation not so much so. Thank you!]
Freshly showered and smirking, well pleased with himself, Jack was now back downstairs in his study looking over the budget reports sent over by UNIT. He was kicked back in a t-shirt and old, well worn dress slacks, classical chamber music playing softly from an old fashion radio.
Definitely some sort of AM station.
[ooc: for givemethehunt and that Dean came by is totally okay for broadcast, conversation not so much so. Thank you!]