AUTHOR’S NOTES: For dt_Maxwell. Rather random.
It was in the heat of the moment. It didn’t mean anything. Daniel told himself that quite firmly as he pulled away and adjusted his glasses nervously. Cameron’s eyes were wide, “I, um, I’m glad you’re alright.”
Cameron watched the archaeologist for a long moment, before reaching out. Daniel nearly backed away, but he reacted too slowly. The hand went up to his face, but stopped just before it could make contact. “Your glasses are broken,” Lt. Mitchell said.
Daniel pulled his glasses off and saw that, yes, there was a tiny crack forming on the glass. “Damn.” Before he could say anything else, Cameron began walking away. There was a large grin on his face.
** The End **
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