The cook and the dishwasher shoved Eliot unceremoniously into the freezer with an order to "cool off, idiot".
The cold air was certainly a shock, but no, Eliot didn't feel any cooler headed. He attacked the shelves, grabbing ice cream and packages of frozen meat and hurling them at the wall. He kicked the closed freezer door and yelled, then pounded on it until his hands were scraped and bloody, and he finally let himself slide to the floor.
Jesus. He didn't even know why he was so mad. That guy wasn't the first snot-nosed asshole to imply . . . things . . . about Eliot.
He hadn't met any of them while naked in bed, though.
He reached for his neck, only to remember at the last moment that waking up naked meant he didn't have any of his own clothes or jewelry right now. Instead he pulled at his hair, resting his forehead on his knees.
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In the freezer
Date: 2018-06-08 01:24 am (UTC)The cold air was certainly a shock, but no, Eliot didn't feel any cooler headed. He attacked the shelves, grabbing ice cream and packages of frozen meat and hurling them at the wall. He kicked the closed freezer door and yelled, then pounded on it until his hands were scraped and bloody, and he finally let himself slide to the floor.
Jesus. He didn't even know why he was so mad. That guy wasn't the first snot-nosed asshole to imply . . . things . . . about Eliot.
He hadn't met any of them while naked in bed, though.
He reached for his neck, only to remember at the last moment that waking up naked meant he didn't have any of his own clothes or jewelry right now. Instead he pulled at his hair, resting his forehead on his knees.
Willie was going to be so pissed at him for this.