Which was good, except that Matt put his cold feet on Foggy, too.
Awww! *hugs them both* I now have this adorable mental image of Matt coming back from a long, icy night of beating up criminals, climbing into bed with Foggy, and putting his freezing feet against Foggy's legs and his cold nose against Foggy's neck.
Foggy: Ack! You have sleet in your hair. Why aren't you in bed with Milla? In your apartment.
Matt: You're warmer. And our window is frozen shut.
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Date: 2007-05-09 06:15 pm (UTC)Awww! *hugs them both* I now have this adorable mental image of Matt coming back from a long, icy night of beating up criminals, climbing into bed with Foggy, and putting his freezing feet against Foggy's legs and his cold nose against Foggy's neck.
Foggy: Ack! You have sleet in your hair. Why aren't you in bed with Milla? In your apartment.
Matt: You're warmer. And our window is frozen shut.