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[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ room filter ]

[ gil hasn't been in his room lately, trying to get out more. fresh air and all that jazz. anything to keep him distracted with recent events and the fact elliot really knocked him around verbally earlier.

he pauses outside his door, feeling something is very wrong. slowly, he turns the knob and pushes the door open quietly and immediately spots a figure in the dark of his room-- in his bed? so, he reaches for his gun and points it at whoever or whatever it is-- flicking the light open at once ]

[ sometime later. or before elliot. OH PARADISA TIME. ]

[ allen ]

Are you available right now?

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[imply.livejournal.com]

Goodnight to you as well, Gil.

[...not that he planned on going to sleep right away. he pulled back down the covers and seemed to move around enough to get comfortable, but in the end he was really just sitting on the edge of the bed. waiting.]

[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ except he's not sleeping. rather-- he's busy smoking like a chimney. he cracked. cracked under all the pressure. ]

[imply.livejournal.com]

[can you feel that disappointment, Gil? because it's directed right at you. HE KNOWS.

and he'll save that lecture for tomorrow.]

[invokes.livejournal.com]

[ it's better that way. gil needs the nicotine to recover a little. ]

[imply.livejournal.com]

[it's also not really like Elliot had much hope in Gil ever really quitting anyway. that whole weak constitution and all.]