ok. i am too tired to read anything, but i did and you made me snort water through my nose. my NOSE! but i can't comment until i'm properly awake, which will be some time on monday. probably.

(this gave me an "oh, ray" moment though:
He'd only been in a couple briefly, for cases, because, well, he looked at the guys - not much, but he was curious, he had to - and then they looked back at him, some of them, and then suddenly it was like every guy he'd ever known was looking at him at once, and also his dad, and his dead, stern grandfather in the silver-framed photo, and that jerk Kenny Majusiak who used to beat him up after track.)

oh, also? your fraser is - possibly - evil. i like him.