[A sharp intake of breath, and then a moment of tense silence, as Beckett grapples with the unbelievable stab of jealousy at the thought of Zell having someone there with him, solid, trusted, warm. Angel and Rhys are very far away. And even if they weren't...]
Of all delusions to have... [he mutters it to himself, acid and bitter.] There's a reason I work alone...
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Date: 2016-09-26 11:29 pm (UTC)Of all delusions to have... [he mutters it to himself, acid and bitter.] There's a reason I work alone...