The nod was all he needed. Heard, accepted, understood. Perfect.
Harold patted Scotty on the shoulder, as softly as he could so as not to jar him. He pulled off a chunk of the pie and ate it, grinning.
Oh, he was still angry. If he ever found the bastards who did this, he'd ram his pool cue in a few choice orifices. Sideways. But he got the feeling Scotty wouldn't tell him who it was, and even if he did, he'd never actually want Harold to do such a thing.
So he ate. Scotty was here, beside him, and he'd fucking take it.
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Date: 2009-08-21 08:27 pm (UTC)Harold patted Scotty on the shoulder, as softly as he could so as not to jar him. He pulled off a chunk of the pie and ate it, grinning.
Oh, he was still angry. If he ever found the bastards who did this, he'd ram his pool cue in a few choice orifices. Sideways. But he got the feeling Scotty wouldn't tell him who it was, and even if he did, he'd never actually want Harold to do such a thing.
So he ate. Scotty was here, beside him, and he'd fucking take it.