Maybe it was the island. Or maybe it was the laws of dramatic irony hard at work. Either way, Hardison-the-bear gave another cheery, "Wuv you beary much!" before tipping over facefirst onto the couch cushion he was seated on.
And a moment later, there was a tangle of gangly, naked limbs as Hardison-the-man struggled hard not to complete his fall and faceplant onto the floor.
He was, of course, keeping up a running monologue. "...threaten to drink my soda cause I missed the Fourth of July? Ain't even a real holiday! Not like Thanksgivin' or Christmas or--whoa!"
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Date: 2016-07-07 06:13 am (UTC)And a moment later, there was a tangle of gangly, naked limbs as Hardison-the-man struggled hard not to complete his fall and faceplant onto the floor.
He was, of course, keeping up a running monologue. "...threaten to drink my soda cause I missed the Fourth of July? Ain't even a real holiday! Not like Thanksgivin' or Christmas or--whoa!"