Welcome to our eighth prompt post.
As ususal, here are a few things to keep in mind:
1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the fill is about in a first comment, like a real
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"I have been talking to your friend, Alastair," Reinaldo smiled, topping up Peter's glass. The older man's brow furrowed slightly. "He is quite charming, Peter. He certainly thinks the world of you."
"Oh." Peter folded his arms severely and glared across the room at the back of Alastair's head. "You liked him, did you? He wasn't... rude?"
"Oh, yes, terribly rude. Mainly about the Mail, and that person - what's his name - Wilson? Charlie Wilson?"
Peter grimaced. "I think you mean 'Whelan.'
"Oh, yes. Well, he is very entertaining. I am delighted that most of your colleagues seem to have taken quite well to me." Reinaldo squeezed Peter's free hand and gazed around the room, oblivious to the look of confusion on his partner's face.
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"What would you say are the main differences," inquired Alastair, sticking his head round the kitchen door, "between straight and gay long-term relationships?"
"Keeping our options open, are we, dear?" wondered Fiona. She was stood at the table, decorating biscuits with the boys, a phone clamped to her ear. "Very sensible. I've considered going lesbian myself if this all falls apart in a couple of years."
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(Heheh, I'm still holding out for Millar!femslash...)
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