Pairing: None
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Becker’s phone rang while they were in the pub.
“Hello… Yes, speaking. I beg your pardon; you want to what?…” his eyes widened slightly as he listened. “That’s disgusting!” Ending the call, he realised that everyone listening and, remembering the conversation, felt his face heat up slightly.
It happened twice more after that.
Connor eventually worked it out, having a good laugh before informing Becker. There on the gents’ wall, in marker pen: For a good time, call Hilary. Followed by Becker’s number.
Becker recognised Mark’s messy drunken scrawl immediately and smirked. He’d get the bastard back; revenge was sweet.
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