WHO: Gideon and Fabian Prewett WHAT: Bros chat WHEN: Monday evening, December 7 WHERE: Their home RATING: TBD
Gideon lounged in bed, a book he wasn't really reading sitting open in his lap. As much as curses and the languages behind the magic fascinated him, the man was far too distracted to concentrate. Time travel was currently at the forefront of his mind. It had never been a concept that interested him, best left to the Unspeakables as far as he was concerned, but Gideon couldn't help but wonder what the ramifications could be.
Did he want to know his own future?
Thinking about it for two long made his head hurt. Folding over the corner of the page he was on to mark his place, Gideon closed the book and tossed it on his bedside table to join several other books he'd abandoned over the last few weeks. He'd get back to them. Eventually.
He was just thinking about turning on the Wireless to catch up on the latest drama that he totally wasn't obsessed with when he heard a knock on his closed door. "Come on in," he called out, figuring it was only one person