A Pink Corner House, Saturday Morning

Thankfully, it had been another calm and quiet weekend in Bristol - beyond the usual Tully issues. When Mitchell had suggested he stay, he'd figured the man would be there for a couple of days at best -- but now they were three weeks down the road, and Tully had slipped into nearly every crack in their lives.

Including stinking up the bathroom, leaving wounded women strolling around the house, probably having a go of it on the sofa--

Ew.

( Regardless, it had been quiet. )

[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay, and taken from possibly the best moment from Being Human 1x02. Mwahahaha. Also, isn't it lovely when you make up a meta for something and then never manage to recall exactly what it was? ]]