[ He's known York long enough that he can tell when she's really serious about something. Sure, she still fucks with him now and then, but that's just her being York. When she means business, he knows it. ]
Well, shit.
[ Seriously. It's his birthday. What the hell, universe.
Wash carefully extracts Rainier from his lap and stands up, lips tugging down into a frown. ] What's going on?
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Well, shit.
[ Seriously. It's his birthday. What the hell, universe.
Wash carefully extracts Rainier from his lap and stands up, lips tugging down into a frown. ] What's going on?