Martha didn't know when to expect Jack to show up. It could be hours, days or weeks, depending on where he was and what his state was. She had cried for Ianto all night into Tom's arms, waking up with a splitting headache and a need for water only rivaled by a hangover. She needed air, and when Tom went off to catch his plane she called in sick ( Read more... )

Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
♫ And I'll try not to sing out of key ♫

{in character} texts from last night meme
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HOW'S MY DRIVING?

Old muse, a bit rusty, constructive criticism is more than welcome.