Aug 20, 2009 15:27
Ianto held the flashlight tightly in his hand, wondering why the weevil had decided to hide in the male public toilets of an office building. He checked every cubical but came up empty handed. Sighing he turned and walked over to the door...only to find it locked.
What the fuck? He thought. I told the cleaner to wait, unless....
He reached for his comm wondering if he should contact Gwen or even Owen. No I wouldn’t hear the end of it.
“Ianto, found anything?” Gwen asked
“No. What about you?”
“Yes but the door’s fucking locked.”
Ianto started to laugh.
challenge,
gwen,
ianto,
trapped,
tw100,
drabble,
torchwood