Dr. Owen Harper (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
beat_death) wrote2014-07-01 01:34 pm
beat_death) wrote2014-07-01 01:34 pm
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They made a go at having a proper date ages ago.
Before the vampire, before new Torchwood, before Jack had come and gone. Before that New Year's Eve.
He'd like to think that it's the nature of both of their lives that means he hasn't had time for this before now, but he knows it's a lie. Owen promised Tosh a proper date well over a year ago, and it's time he finally got on with it.
He sends off a text to Tosh a bit late in the day, well after he's sure she's already gone down to the subway station they're calling Torchwood to do some work.
had dinner yet? come over.
Maybe a bit more notice wouldn't have gone amiss, but ultimately, Owen thinks it'll be better this way.
Before the vampire, before new Torchwood, before Jack had come and gone. Before that New Year's Eve.
He'd like to think that it's the nature of both of their lives that means he hasn't had time for this before now, but he knows it's a lie. Owen promised Tosh a proper date well over a year ago, and it's time he finally got on with it.
He sends off a text to Tosh a bit late in the day, well after he's sure she's already gone down to the subway station they're calling Torchwood to do some work.
had dinner yet? come over.
Maybe a bit more notice wouldn't have gone amiss, but ultimately, Owen thinks it'll be better this way.
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"Probably," she agrees in the end, raising her glass toward him at his offer. "I've likely circumvented enough stories getting to press that I could stop that one. If you were a weevil, which you're not, obviously."