Of all the times two minds should not have thought alike, this has got to top the list. Wyatt goes bright red from the neck down and blotched in the face.
"Glitch," hisses through his teeth, urgent and exasperated, because dammit, he does not need to be sporting anything under his coat. "Damn you!"
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Date: 2009-08-27 11:32 am (UTC)"Glitch," hisses through his teeth, urgent and exasperated, because dammit, he does not need to be sporting anything under his coat. "Damn you!"