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[bloody_awful]

These days, John's room looks more like the office of an extremely eccentric professor. The books and the artifacts are all there, but they're on shelves and behind glass-doored cupboards. It looks like the walls have been slightly reconfigured (hey, it's Milliways) so the bed is in an alcove. There's a desk, and a small sofa in front of an even

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[likesthecoat]

Ianto pauses and looks around, his approving face on. "I like this." He sets down the satchel on the floor and the beer on the desk.

[bloody_awful]

John nods as he looks around, dropping bags of food onto the desk with the beer. "Could have been a lot worse. I'm getting used to it." He drops his trenchcoat over the back of the desk chair and his suit jacket on top of it.

[likesthecoat]

Ianto nods, takes off his jacket and unknots his tie, but hesitates a moment before pulling it out from his collar. "It looks comfortable, though. Like it's from a quirky old house."

He unbuttons his cuffs and rolls up his sleeves.

[bloody_awful]

"Yeah, it took a couple of days to get used to it, but s'truth it's comfortable." He kicks off his shoes, twists open a bottle of cold Stella Artois and flops on the sofa. He takes a long drink of beer and smiles. "Homely."