Sheppard raised his left eyebrow, just slightly, and indicator, I knew, that Trouble was brewing. "Not that shirt."
"But..."
"Dr. McKay, Not That Shirt."
"Fine." Fuming, I changed because no matter how infuriating Sheppard could be, and that was VERY, when it came to matters sartorial, he was always right.
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"What?"
Sheppard raised his left eyebrow, just slightly, and indicator, I knew, that Trouble was brewing. "Not that shirt."
"But..."
"Dr. McKay, Not That Shirt."
"Fine." Fuming, I changed because no matter how infuriating Sheppard could be, and that was VERY, when it came to matters sartorial, he was always right.