[RL WITH CHARLE AND JACK]
Ianto stood at his coffee machine, setting the beans to grind. It had been a pretty quiet week at the Hub, all things considered. Gwen was out at her parent's because of it--were he someone else, he would be jealous of the amount of free time off she got at this job, but she was his best friend, and there was no resentment there. She deserved to have a normal life, lord knows one of them had to. Ianto just had too much of his life riding on Jack and Torchwood, Jack was an immortal Time Agent, and Charle was, well, a tree.
He filled mug up with hot water, taking a tea bag from the special stash he had for her, and popped it in the mug as well. Might as well bring it up to her while he let the machine warm up. Taking the mug in hand, he climbed the spiral stairs behind the machine and up to the second level, heading straight for the hothouse where he knew he'd find the woman in question. "Good morning," he said, smiling (already having had his first cup or two of caffeine, of course).
He filled mug up with hot water, taking a tea bag from the special stash he had for her, and popped it in the mug as well. Might as well bring it up to her while he let the machine warm up. Taking the mug in hand, he climbed the spiral stairs behind the machine and up to the second level, heading straight for the hothouse where he knew he'd find the woman in question. "Good morning," he said, smiling (already having had his first cup or two of caffeine, of course).