It's Sunday morning, the phone rings... 189 words.
ETA: And of course this is a moment in my ongoing Elliot/Agt. Toby series. D'oh.Yawning expansively, Elliot fumbled for the phone, dragged it over. Face still half-smooshed in the pillow, he growled, “Yeah?” Pale, wintry sunlight spilled through the windows and he was positive he’d only
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