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[im_torchwood]

The work was never done. Jack had chased down a blowfish and had arrested him. He hated the Torchwood policy of kill first and question later that they had in London. Unfortunately he had taken the creature back to One and he'd been killed there "trying to escape". Jack was sick with it and he withdrew.

He didn't usually drink but today...today he had good reason. So he sat in the bar at the end of the street with a glass of brandy he'd already drained four times.

What he wouldn't give to be able to get drunk.

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[hollow_moon]

Valentine had stopped off to grab a quick meal, but rather than leave once it was done, he decided to order another drink and move his seat to the bar.

"You look like you've had a rough day. Why don't I buy your next drink, hmm?" he offered with a warm smile.