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A Torchwood Fanfiction
Ianto writes innocently about his day *coughs*
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I just had a really forceful flashback of our special Weevil hunting session last night
It was bigger than usual, incredibly persistent and really slippery.
It took all my local knowledge to finish it off and we chased our goal ruthlessly until we finally achieved it. I think my back is still hurting from yesterday and I've still got to clean the cells...
Great...another morning I'm going to spend on all fours.

I spent most of the morning on my knees bent over the floor and with my head just millimetres away from the ground moving backwards and forwards until all the dirt was gone and then I had to go all the way up and down again when I came to the glass panels.
I got all wet in the process thankfully I was wearing a white T-shirt for this kind of work so my shirt didn't get messy. It was really hard to get this sticky t-shirt off me afterwards with all the water trickling down my body, not to mention the jeans ..
God I forgot how tight jeans can get when they're wet, it took me twenty minutes to peel them off my thighs. Nothing better than a long, hot shower after such an exertive scrubbing session

I think the coffee machine might be broken the handle was stuck.
No matter how much I pulled and struggled with this long bloody stick, it just wouldn't give way. In the end I gave it a vicious slap and it finally went down but I got completely spilled with coffee cream in the process. Bloody machine.

Sometimes I get the urge to decorate the fake tourist office.
Of course hardly anyone enters it but I've got to spend almost the whole day up there so I can make it a little bit comfier as well. It just feels nice to have some pictures of loved peoples to look at after a long and exhausting day.
But drilling the nail into the wall proved to be a much harder task than I expected. No matter how hard or often I pounded against it, it just wouldn't stand. It took me a lot of patience and dexterity to get it fully erect. I pulled on it to make sure it would stay firm and deep inside the wall before I adjusted the frame, perfect.

The coffee machine is fixed now but we've run out on cream, no wonder considering the fact that Jack loves his cream and that most of it got spilled all over my face earlier. I really don't know why he is so addicted to this stuff but it surely is not the worst thing he swallows. I've got to go and buy new cream before he wants some again.

Now Jack, I hope you enjoyed your read.
You didn't really think I didn't notice that you were peeking again, did you?
I won't be back within the next three hours.
Three long hours to give you enough time to reconsider your actions...
and mine hopefully.
I'll be expecting you in your quarters when I return: repentant, waiting and ready to accept your well deserved punishment. I hope you don't suffer too much...or the others
See you later.
Ianto

Description
A Torchwood Fanfiction
Ianto writes innocently about his day *coughs*
*****************

I just had a really forceful flashback of our special Weevil hunting session last night
It was bigger than usual, incredibly persistent and really slippery.
It took all my local knowledge to finish it off and we chased our goal ruthlessly until we finally achieved it. I think my back is still hurting from yesterday and I've still got to clean the cells...
Great...another morning I'm going to spend on all fours.

I spent most of the morning on my knees bent over the floor and with my head just millimetres away from the ground moving backwards and forwards until all the dirt was gone and then I had to go all the way up and down again when I came to the glass panels.
I got all wet in the process thankfully I was wearing a white T-shirt for this kind of work so my shirt didn't get messy. It was really hard to get this sticky t-shirt off me afterwards with all the water trickling down my body, not to mention the jeans ..
God I forgot how tight jeans can get when they're wet, it took me twenty minutes to peel them off my thighs. Nothing better than a long, hot shower after such an exertive scrubbing session

I think the coffee machine might be broken the handle was stuck.
No matter how much I pulled and struggled with this long bloody stick, it just wouldn't give way. In the end I gave it a vicious slap and it finally went down but I got completely spilled with coffee cream in the process. Bloody machine.

Sometimes I get the urge to decorate the fake tourist office.
Of course hardly anyone enters it but I've got to spend almost the whole day up there so I can make it a little bit comfier as well. It just feels nice to have some pictures of loved peoples to look at after a long and exhausting day.
But drilling the nail into the wall proved to be a much harder task than I expected. No matter how hard or often I pounded against it, it just wouldn't stand. It took me a lot of patience and dexterity to get it fully erect. I pulled on it to make sure it would stay firm and deep inside the wall before I adjusted the frame, perfect.

The coffee machine is fixed now but we've run out on cream, no wonder considering the fact that Jack loves his cream and that most of it got spilled all over my face earlier. I really don't know why he is so addicted to this stuff but it surely is not the worst thing he swallows. I've got to go and buy new cream before he wants some again.

Now Jack, I hope you enjoyed your read.
You didn't really think I didn't notice that you were peeking again, did you?
I won't be back within the next three hours.
Three long hours to give you enough time to reconsider your actions...
and mine hopefully.
I'll be expecting you in your quarters when I return: repentant, waiting and ready to accept your well deserved punishment. I hope you don't suffer too much...or the others
See you later.
Ianto