Eames was in a meeting, jiggling his foot anxiously up and down when he first noticed. There wasn't anything particularly fetching about Arthur. If anything, he looked more tired than usual and his shirt cuffs were slightly wrinkled. The pressed look was beginning to fade as the day approached 5 AM. They had been in this building, planning the job since 8 AM the previous day. It was no surprise that even unruffled Arthur was fraying. He sipped his coffee, listening to Arthur list out potential responses to something their architect had asked. Arthur had bought if for him and brought it back when they had all taken a two hour break. There was an extra shot of espresso in it and rich dark chocolate with hazelnut shavings and whip cream. Trust Arthur to lavish something as simple a coffee for an all-nighter. Read More (http://kaylynnkie.livejournal.com/29037.html)
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