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It'd been some kind of long-term long-distance whim in going to Lauren's funeral this week. There was a reason why George had shown up, of course. You honoured the people you lost, and she'd been...
Okay, she'd just been. But now he was home. Very, very late at night, possibly the next morning, but he was home.
That there, though, was a tangle of thoughts that had led George to ponder and muse and drive himself insane ever since he'd left Lauren's memorial for the airport. He sighed, and strode the way down the hallway of the communal area (serious to god, Mitchell was a hundred years old, you'd think he'd be able to afford a washroom that wasn't parked outside the actual apartments) to wash his face in the sink. Nevermind it all; he was likely just being a bit of an idiot.
( And then someone tapped him on the shoulder. )
[[ nfi, nfb, ooc-okay, and taken from Being Human 1x01. Trouble this way comes! posted early because I don't know the state of my connection tonight ]]
Okay, she'd just been. But now he was home. Very, very late at night, possibly the next morning, but he was home.
That there, though, was a tangle of thoughts that had led George to ponder and muse and drive himself insane ever since he'd left Lauren's memorial for the airport. He sighed, and strode the way down the hallway of the communal area (serious to god, Mitchell was a hundred years old, you'd think he'd be able to afford a washroom that wasn't parked outside the actual apartments) to wash his face in the sink. Nevermind it all; he was likely just being a bit of an idiot.
( And then someone tapped him on the shoulder. )
[[ nfi, nfb, ooc-okay, and taken from Being Human 1x01. Trouble this way comes! posted early because I don't know the state of my connection tonight ]]
