Ray has theories. He has ideas. He has hunches. He has a freaky feeling going on in his stomach and he doesn’t know if he’s gonna puke or giggle.
OH RAY. *draws hearts around him*
And all the "is it a date", whee!
Fraser meets Ray in the doorway, takes a handful of Ray’s sweater and drags him bodily into his room. “Well, next time you could try bringing me flowers,” he growls, and bangs the door shut behind them.
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Date: 2006-10-08 07:28 am (UTC)OH RAY. *draws hearts around him*
And all the "is it a date", whee!
Fraser meets Ray in the doorway, takes a handful of Ray’s sweater and drags him bodily into his room. “Well, next time you could try bringing me flowers,” he growls, and bangs the door shut behind them.
Oh, awesome! Yay!