[Eliot just shoved his clothes at him and dove into the bathroom. Hardison wasn't entirely certain how to feel about that but he didn't really give himself much time to think it over. Clothing. Now. All this standing around naked was not good for his mental stability, baby.
The shower came on just as Hardison managed to get his overshirt on. It was wrinkled beyond belief and he spent a little too much time trying to get it to lay flat again. Nothing he did really helped.
He debated just booking out but...given how likely it was that the computer was going to lock him out of all the buildings as soon as he did.... Dammit.
Hardison glanced at the bathroom door and quickly removed his shirt. It didn't take him long to find the ironing board and iron.
If he was going to get locked outside and have to chat with people, he was not going to look like he got ravishedjumpedsexed up had a night with a singing cowboy. Even if he had.]
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The shower came on just as Hardison managed to get his overshirt on. It was wrinkled beyond belief and he spent a little too much time trying to get it to lay flat again. Nothing he did really helped.
He debated just booking out but...given how likely it was that the computer was going to lock him out of all the buildings as soon as he did.... Dammit.
Hardison glanced at the bathroom door and quickly removed his shirt. It didn't take him long to find the ironing board and iron.
If he was going to get locked outside and have to chat with people, he was not going to look like he got
ravishedjumpedsexed uphad a night with a singing cowboy. Even if he had.]