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// Trying to find a flaw in your own set budget rules and weasel your way outta them like
// Me: Okay, gonna clean up today!
Also me: *sorts Mum's photos on her laptop, watches her Trooping the Colour videos, has three cocktails*
Me: Nailed it.
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"i don't recall making you do anything." there's a slight harshness to bond's tone , piercing blue eyes that never leave mallory's face. "if anything , you've done this to yourself. i won't lie for you." THERE WAS A TIME JAMES MIGHT HAVE ; when the job had come before everything. "perhaps it's time to admit to your faults. herakles being one of many."
The grip on his chairβs armrest tightened as he glared at Bond. How many times had he lied for the agent? Saved his sorry little ass when he had caused an international incident β or had been very close to doing so? Had Mallory ever complained? No. He had done it, sucked it up, moved on. βYou want the truth?β he finally asked, his voice calm but firm. βHeracles was initiated by your precious M. Yes, I should have stopped it, but it was too far gone already.β Did he actually also want to tell Bond about the pressure? All the people involved in the project, who had been breathing down his neck and urged him to continue it? Not really.

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Wendy couldn't hide the blush and smile that came to her face when he said he had always been flirting wit her. Though she hadn't noticed, but in her defense? His idea of flirting had been scaring away her boyfriends. Really, she should have seen it sooner though.
"I do believe...." she hummed softly turning so her back was to him, her head leaning to the side.
"There was something about .... the noise I make when you kiss me right here...." taking his hand and placing in on the crook of her neck.
βHere?β he questioned, letting Wendy guide his hand before his fingertips ghosted over her skin. A moment later he was bending down to her again, lips gently caressing the spot on her neck he had worked on earlier. These soft moments between them were rarer than he liked them to be. Yes, they were kissing almost daily, but he was often home late after work, stressed, or simply not in the mood. Not to mention how stressed out Wendy often was what with her work and having to entertain their son. Tonight, though, the stars seemed to align perfectly for them.
βI found another note in my briefcase todayβ¦β Gareth murmured without moving too much from her neck. βAny idea how it got there?β
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βOh. Well, why is everyone always rushing around like weβre always facing the end of the world?β Ophelia questioned, almost jokingly, but also a bit serious. βObviously what we do is terribly important, but is it ever really that serious? The amount of times Iβve had to rush things that arenβt really needed that urgently seems insane. It must be even worse for you.β
At his question, she couldnβt help but try to fight more of a smile before she gave her reply. βYou forgot? Weβve got that terribly important meeting. You know, withβ¦ that guy. We had to rush out of the PMβs office for it and everything.β By now she was fighting off a laugh, shaking her head a bit. βI felt horrible taking you away from that conversation about curtain colors for it, honestly.β
βI believe because they think if I catch them sitting behind their desks doing nothing for five minutes will get them into trouble.β M shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in his chair. Truth is, he wasnβt a terrible boss, and he sure as hell wasnβt one to get loud for no reason. He did demand the best from his employees, yes, but he didnβt stand behind them breathing down their neck all day. As long as the job was done, and it was done thoroughly, he was happy.
βYou seeβ¦sometimes a small detail in an information can trigger a lot more,β he explained. βAnd itβs our job to determine that.β He smiled at Opheliaβs joke. βAnd sometimes curtain colours can decide over the countryβs future.β Now he really couldnβt help the chuckle. βIβm starting to believe that bloody cat would do a better jobβ¦β
She nodded slightly, trying to keep her nerves down. βYeahβ¦ totally ready. Thank god for long legs, eh?β She tried to smile before moving closer to him. She carefully stepped into his hands, taking the boost and using her good arm to push open the panel. Phee winced as she had to use her other one to balance before it popped open.
βOkay, now justβ¦ climb out.β She told herself before she pulled her body out of the opening. She tried not to whimper as she did, pushing past the pain to get out. βRight, do youβ¦ you need help now, donβt you? Or can youβ¦ can you get out?β
Back in the army this would have been a walk in the park. Hell, they had been training for these kinds of situations on a daily basis. Back then, however, he had been young, he had been training every day. Todayβ¦well, he wasnβt unfit, he did still run a few times a week, swam a few rounds, was lifting weights β but it was far from what he had been like in the army. It already cost him lots of strength to help Ophelia upβ¦
His gaze shifted around again before he sucked in a breath. There was nothing he could have used to help him up, just the walls of the lift. A jump. Difficult, but it wasnβt impossible to do, though. He just had to somehow get hold of the edge, then pull himself up. Easy. Right? βA bit support β if itβs possible,β M added with a glance at her arm. Of course she couldnβt pull up his entire weight, but a little bit of help would already do the trick. He sucked in another breath, then quickly calculated an angle, and without much more overthinking, he jumped. His foot against the wall, pushing him up farther, before he grabbed the edge of the open hole in the ceiling. First try. So far so good. Now he only had to pull himself up β which he did, albeit shakily. Goodness, no, he definitely wasnβt in the same shape anymore as he used to.