call_me_chas (call_me_chas) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2008-04-05 18:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | chas, deacon |
Apt 9163 etc, afternoon, Deacon and Charlie
Another job had cropped up, and though Charlie knew to be thankful that it didn't involve Deacon going away, and that it needed doing pretty swiftly, he still felt that Deacon should have regular breaks.
Consequently, at about 3.30 he cracked the office door and grinned to see Deacon in his usual 'waiting for this dam' thing to finish' pose.
The air was thick with smoke so Charlie stapped in and, coughing, flapped the towel in his hand. "Damn, Deacon-kippers," he said. "Want to come and wash the smoke away?"
Charlie was already in his trunks - little close fitting shorts printed over with skulls and crossbones - and raring to go.