023 - This is Not Right - Text
Apr. 3rd, 2012 01:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thinkb4ublink[Slater is in no condition to go to work or do anything much at all. Returning to himself, he was left with a vague feeling of Del Boy's feelings and as odd as that would be in of itself, what Del had been feeling made him feel even worse.
It was only when he realised that his bottle had been empty that he pulled himself together enough to reach for his communicator.]
[Private to Hannibal]
That was your sister, right? Didn't make it, did she.
[Private to George]
Seeing as you're up. Get me a bottle of Paddy's whiskey. Actually, you know? Make it two.
No questions.
It was only when he realised that his bottle had been empty that he pulled himself together enough to reach for his communicator.]
[Private to Hannibal]
That was your sister, right? Didn't make it, did she.
[Private to George]
Seeing as you're up. Get me a bottle of Paddy's whiskey. Actually, you know? Make it two.
No questions.
