The egg Eliot was holding broke in his hand as he shut his eyes and growled.
Right. So today was the day he murdered Hardison. Good to know.
He stomped to the door, yanked it open, and stomped back to the kitchen without ever entirely opening his eyes to let that damn sunlight in. "For the love of god, Hardison, shut up."
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Date: 2015-02-20 11:55 pm (UTC)Right. So today was the day he murdered Hardison. Good to know.
He stomped to the door, yanked it open, and stomped back to the kitchen without ever entirely opening his eyes to let that damn sunlight in. "For the love of god, Hardison, shut up."