Standin' starkers in the middle of a snow drift, you start to wonder how it is a good, ne'er-do-wrong sort of bloke like yourself got into this sort o' situation, yeah? Well, I'll tell you how: Mickey Bricks. 'Course it's Mickey's fault. If he'd just ceded to the better man - i.e. yours truly - none of this would've happened. But no. Oh, no. Mickey
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The screaming and yelling is all too familiar and before he can even help it, Ash is rolling his eyes and muttering, "Danny," under his breath, like it's a reflex.
Wait. Danny?
He's moving as fast as he can, composing himself as he gets to the trees and oh good lord, but the man's stark naked yet once more. He doesn't say a word as he gets closer, just arches an eyebrow.
No use giving away the con when he's not sure yet.
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"Oi, what's all this, then?!" I ask, keepin' one hand firmly over the gents as I gesture madly at the bleedin' snow.
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"Do you see anyone else?!" I demand. "C'mon, Ash, I'm freezin' out here. You lot can have your laugh la'er when I'm not standin' starkers in the bleedin' snow!"
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