Owen Harper...sorta (saysomething) wrote in whoville, @ 2008-02-18 03:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | general_support, saysomething |
Open to Anyone from Torchwood
Owen had been pacing back and forth in the conference room, waiting for Tosh to come back with the drinks, worrying his lower lip and fiddling with his classes before he turned with a certain determination and headed toward the door opening it and getting the urge to close it right back before it had even finished sliding back. But the fact that what it revealed was not what it should drew Owen's attention as he furrowed his brow and stepped out into the hotel lobby, yelping in an undignified manner as the door slid closed behind him and...disappeared into the wall.
Staring at the solid varnished wooden wall, searching in vain for some type of latch or even a seam that would reveal the door, Owen slumped forward, his forehead hitting the wall with an audible thunk, "Oh...bother."