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[alittleofboth]

Anthony had had a plan for the afternoon. It was a good plan, a reasonable plan. A calm plan. He had come out to the beach with a blanket and pile of new art books the bookshelf had graciously provided. His goals had been twofold - to make a few changes to his art curriculum for the next year and, more importantly, to prove Julian wrong on a

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[patriotqueen]

Guy Burgess was not ruination, Guy Burgess was the start of a better plan. Such a beautiful day and Anthony was wasting it by keeping his nose stuck in a book. And his only objective, by the looks of it, was to read more books.

It simply would not do.

It's why he had come to sit with him, and why he had brought a bottle of wine and two glasses. "Good afternoon, Anthony," he replied cheerfully and sat down beside the other on the cloth.

[alittleofboth]

Anthony rolled his eyes faintly, but he reached for the glass. If he was going to put up with Guy's distraction, he was going to take advantage of what he offered first. "What do you want?"

[patriotqueen]

"I'm gracing you with my presence, darling," Guy said matter-of-factly, filling Anthony's glass after having filled his own. "It's a beautiful day, after all."

[alittleofboth]

"Mm, is that what you call it?" He took a sip of the wine and grimaced.

He had yet to look up from his book, and had every intention of continuing thus.