Tosh caught Ianto checking his thin hair in the reflection of the greenhouse window. A deep frown marred his face, dragging the saggy skin downward. Self-consciously, she put her hand to the back of her own head, pulling a silvery lock forward for inspection. "Don't feel so bad," she told him
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Oh yes please. I want to see that story now.
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Psst. The link for the LJ fic post on the recs post is linking back to the recs post. If that makes any sense. \o?
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Fixed! Thanks for letting me know!
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