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[June 15] [Whose Line] Summer morning breakfast
Title: Summer morning breakfast
Day/Theme: June 15/shaved ice, slow fan, summer heat/It's 11:27 PM here.
Series: RPS Whose Line Is It Anyway?
Character/Pairing: Ryan/Colin
Rating: G
Word count: Exactly 200 words. A double drabble!
This is RPS. If that's not okay, yell and I'll take it down. I don't want to break the rules, 'k?
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Colin sleepily enters the kitchen and wishes that he could turn down the sun. It’s too hot for these kind of mornings.
“Hey, Col.” Ryan’s up already, and he hands Colin the morning paper as he puts the finishing touches on his iced drink.
“Hi.” Colin takes the paper and sits down at the table, half-reading the headlines.
“Breakfast will be ready in a bit. You want a shake?”
“Sure.” Colin smiles at him, amused that breakfast will consist of iced drinks and ice cream. “Have you turned on the fan yet?”
“Yup. I think it’s broken, though.” Ryan waves his hand at the ceiling, where the fan is slowly stirring up the hot air. “I’ll fix it later.”
“Soon. After breakfast.” Colin tries a glare, but it’s too hot to even try to fake one.
Ryan nods and sips his drink and walks over the table, holding a bowl of vanilla ice cream. “Here you go. I have more, for when you’re done.”
“Thanks.” Colin digs in, pleased at the cold flavor and wishes that he could have many more peaceful mornings like this one. It’s hot, but then again, so is Ryan when he’s only wearing pants.
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Day/Theme: June 15/shaved ice, slow fan, summer heat/It's 11:27 PM here.
Series: RPS Whose Line Is It Anyway?
Character/Pairing: Ryan/Colin
Rating: G
Word count: Exactly 200 words. A double drabble!
This is RPS. If that's not okay, yell and I'll take it down. I don't want to break the rules, 'k?
---
Colin sleepily enters the kitchen and wishes that he could turn down the sun. It’s too hot for these kind of mornings.
“Hey, Col.” Ryan’s up already, and he hands Colin the morning paper as he puts the finishing touches on his iced drink.
“Hi.” Colin takes the paper and sits down at the table, half-reading the headlines.
“Breakfast will be ready in a bit. You want a shake?”
“Sure.” Colin smiles at him, amused that breakfast will consist of iced drinks and ice cream. “Have you turned on the fan yet?”
“Yup. I think it’s broken, though.” Ryan waves his hand at the ceiling, where the fan is slowly stirring up the hot air. “I’ll fix it later.”
“Soon. After breakfast.” Colin tries a glare, but it’s too hot to even try to fake one.
Ryan nods and sips his drink and walks over the table, holding a bowl of vanilla ice cream. “Here you go. I have more, for when you’re done.”
“Thanks.” Colin digs in, pleased at the cold flavor and wishes that he could have many more peaceful mornings like this one. It’s hot, but then again, so is Ryan when he’s only wearing pants.
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