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Sep. 10th, 2011 08:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Band-aid (this story is based on what Ian said about meeting Bowie, I'm not bothered to find the link. prompt belongs to all_unwritten. Happier than the last one. :] )
Ian came running, holding his face in his hand. "Do you know where I can find some band aids? Have you got one?" Ian asked, sounding totally shaken, or otherwise excited about something.
"What happened?" Will asked, not helping but thinking there's a story behind the nick on Ian's face and thinking it might be interesting.
"Bowie. I was shaving in front of the mirror, and he came to me, and he started TALKING to me, and I jumped startled, so erm, I cut my face... Oh, Will, he's so gorgeous!"
Will laughs.
"It took an injury to make you laugh, didn't it? Well, at least I made you laugh." Ian grins at Will, with a sense of accomplishment.
Ian came running, holding his face in his hand. "Do you know where I can find some band aids? Have you got one?" Ian asked, sounding totally shaken, or otherwise excited about something.
"What happened?" Will asked, not helping but thinking there's a story behind the nick on Ian's face and thinking it might be interesting.
"Bowie. I was shaving in front of the mirror, and he came to me, and he started TALKING to me, and I jumped startled, so erm, I cut my face... Oh, Will, he's so gorgeous!"
Will laughs.
"It took an injury to make you laugh, didn't it? Well, at least I made you laugh." Ian grins at Will, with a sense of accomplishment.