it could’ve started like this: a mcshep get-together per episode
67/100: missing | unrestrained, t, .4k
John rolls himself upright on his bed, his hair a mess and his face flushed from the ruus wine. “You’ve been holding out on me,” he says, his voice raspy and thick, sending pleasant shivers up Rodney’s spine. Without Teyla, they’ve done too much drinking too fast.
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