Have you ever felt that the very act of breathing is making you sweaty and uncomfortable? We are in another heat wave here in Toronto (yay us!) and this is seriously how I'm feeling. I want to flood my apartment so I can swim without having to go outside.
That's not going to happen for so many reasons so I have distracted myself by working on Fall From Grace. While doing that, I found this beautiful little snippet that I had actually forgotten about. Background: Steph has kept Ranger out until the wee hours drinking. A few hours later she is at his door, ready to go, and he is still, well, he's still Ranger, and he's drunk to boot.
"There is a god," Ranger crossed himself as he had seen many Catholics doing on the T.V. He pulled socks and a t-shirt out of his drawer and flung the door open, almost crashing into Steph.
"There is a god," she muttered, barely loud enough for him to hear. "She's standing in front of your damn door waiting for you to move your sorry ass."
"Good morning, Captain," he chirped.
I'm going to find a puddle to swim in, if they haven't all evaporated.
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