It was supposed to be sunny.
Ianto had said that it was going to be sunny.
But it wasn’t.
In fact, it was probably the complete opposite of sunny.
There was a blizzard outside.
A blizzard.
As in snow and ice and cold and wind.
No chance of getting out for days.
“We’re trapped,” Jack says, having had enough of his own thoughts, and wanting to remind Ianto
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