Ianto sighed as he closed the door of his flat. It had been a bad day; the team hadn’t succeeded in catching an alien while He had ended up having a huge fight with Jack in the board room. The tension between all of them wasn’t good.
He took a beer out of the fridge and opened it. The saviour taste of it ran down his throat before he walked over to
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Oh dear Ianto, talking to the stereo? Things must be bad.
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Saviour taste which means like it's helping to ease the pain.
Don't we all talk to ourselves or objects when we're angry?
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Oh yes - I wsan't complaining - snarling at the washing up in the sink and throwing the cutlery really loud into the drainer is very cathartic :D
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sorry I have a habit of reading comments wrong.
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yeah Torchwood isn't always a smooth ride
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