Tony had shawarma from earlier in the day in a bag, next to him on the roof of one random, abandoned building as he waited for his date to join him. Because nothing said 'romance' quite like late night stake outs ( Read more... )

After an afternoon spent working on things that Tony did not want to ponder on, Tony was ready to just not leave his room for a good, long time.

Who better to do that with than Stephanie?

Now all they needed was enough food to last until this trip to Brazil left...

"Thai or Chinese?"

[For that girl - And NWS!]

There was a movie (an actual movie this time, thanks) in the DVD player and burgers picked up for tonight. The room had even been cleaned! Or, more accurately, things had been shoved in the closet.

Now all he was missing was his girlfriend. And if she didn't show up soon, he was going to end up eating the burgers himself...

With the room to himself, there was no way to annoy anyone with incessant clacking of keys as he wrote code. It could have been for some top secret project that would save the world, but odds were on altering Skyrim so that he could top Youtube videos of people rolling cheese wheels down a mountain ( Read more... )

Tony was just going to spend the rest of the week in his lab, working on Warren's car. And not thinking about Poseidon or painting. Because it was perfectly healthy to just ignore everything weird about the last weekend in favour of work. Just ask anyone named Stark ever. Wait, maybe not that Stark at the clinic. Maybe ( Read more... )

After sending a 'Still alive and not grey!' email to Ben and Ender, Tony was going to engage in the tried and true method of coping with traumatic experiences... Repression through work ( Read more... )