Reboot. [Sean/Marton. Eric]

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Immediately following this




Kicking the door open, Sean was surprised to find that all the lights were off. The vid player was turned on, blue-white light flickering on the walls, but the sound was non-existent and Eric no where around. Which was weird because Sean could have sworn his lover had the day off, an entire day, for the first time in weeks.

Doing Nothing. [Will/Karl]

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The hallway was pretty busy but mostly with folk coming off the lifts and heading in the opposite direction from Will. It meant he had to step aside, stop, push through and wait a bit, but he didn't mind. Not like he was in any hurry, anyway. He strolled along toward the lifts with his hands in his pockets and a cheerful smile on his face. Another lazy morning, spent stirring his coffee on the Coffee Shoppe patio was over and it really was about time he thought about going back to work. But not today; today was for doing nothing.

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[Backdated- takes place the night of Boys Night Out.]

Harry fumbled a little for the door handle, the drunkenness of earlier having died down into a pleasant buzz. He opened the door and headed inside, kicking his first shoe off harder than he intended, wincing as it hit the wall with a loud THUMP. "Fuck!" Harry growled, also too loud, wincing again, and looking abashed as a blinking Willow glared at him from the couch where she'd been waiting up for him to get home. "Sorry Princess... didn't mean to be so loud," he muttered, picking her up, only to have her wrinkle her face up and wriggle out of his arms at the smell of alcohol on his breath.

Orlando sat up in bed at the thump, blinking. "Harry?" he called out sleepily. "You pissed?"

Harry and Sean. The penny drops.

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[Takes place the following day after Harry goes under investigation, which is followed by Elijah's reaction, and Harry telling Orlando. ]

Harry rubbed the heel of his hand against his eyes, then let it drop again, trying to focus in on the screen, lasting a few moments before drifting off in thought again, ignoring the movie. Between confusion, anger and complete frustration, he'd not been able to sleep all night, passing the night lying quietly beside Orlando and watching him for hours, wondering if at any minute the knock at the door would come and Keifer would take him away to... wherever it was that they'd take him. For whatever it is they seemed to think he'd done.

He sighed, pulling the blanket up higher and curling against the arm of the sofa, jumping a little as the expected knock finally sounded. Swallowing hard, he thought twice of just calling out for whoever it was to come in and rose, dropping the blanket onto the floor and crossing to open the door.

Karl finally tells.

[karlofpalace.livejournal.com]

After Will talks to Karl but before Harry is lead out of his office

Slowly shaking his head, Karl leaned against Harry. "How could I do that, Harry? How could I tell someone I hate that, but not the ones I love?"