theheavensfall:

iamgeorgehearmeroar:

theheavensfall:

It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve been arrested for loitering in places you shouldn’t now, would it. [Humour — albeit bad humour — was apparently Mitchell’s way of letting out his anger, without actually insulting George. He’d been through enough as it was.] Did you bring anything back from your travels other than dirty laundry and fleas?

[He looked insulted.] I do not- I don’t have fleas. [As he’s scratching his head in a way that suggests that yes he does, in fact, have fleas.] I’m sorry I didn’t call, okay? I just- didn’t think of that.

[Mitchell stared at George for a little longer than necessary, before he smiled and nodded in understanding.] And I’m sorry I didn’t put up any ‘lost’ posters. [Last joke about dogs, honestly.] You’re back now, at least, but you should probably— [Was there a polite way of putting this?] Have a shower.

[He was about to protest - he just got home, all he wanted to do was sleep - but catching a whiff of himself he nodded. He was used to smelling like he hadn’t properly bathed in months, but he could imagine how horrible he must smell to Mitchell.] Probably, yeah.