Date: 2015-06-12 02:20 pm (UTC)
quartermaster_q: (skin)
huffing a bit, Q chased Bond's palm for a moment, then pulled away, skulking back off to bed. He could hear M prompting Bond to brief him on what had happened, and he sighed as he wiggled his way beneath the covers and curled up.

One day he was going to find a way to secretly block calls from the office to ensure an uninterrupted night.
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