OUR car?! (RP with isabelowens)

[agentcampbell]

Campbell had been preparing to check his blood sugar when Isabel had flounced in and practically slapped him in the face with a pair of panties in a small plastic baggy thing. She distracted him and stabbed his finger much harder than he should have. "Ow, fuck!" he cursed, dropping the small monitoring lancet onto his desk. He quickly smeared the blood droplets onto one of the strip and shoved it into the small electronic meter, then pushed out of his chair to stalk over to Isabel's desk.

"What?!" he cried in aggravation, throwing up his hand.

Comments

[isabelowens.livejournal.com]

"Then just fingered! Or went down on! Christ, I don't care about the logistics." She thought about sidestepping him to get to the copier, or even just physically removing him. Instead she went with whacking him in the chest with her paperwork.

[agentfraser.livejournal.com]

Campbell caught the paperwork, the force of it knocking the breath out of him. "Why the hell is this pissing you off so much?!" he asked in exasperation. "It's a freaking pair of knickers! Which I will get back to in a minute. I want to know why you have such a huge bug up your arse!"