Sometimes, when sleep is harder than it should be, Cisco stays at home and watches dumb movies until he passes out on the couch, only to wake up far too early because wow is his living room ever a thousand times brighter than his bedroom. Sometimes, he makes his way back to the lab to tinker on ongoing projects or poke at blueprints or mess with his Barry's suit.
Tonight was the latter. And Harry seemed less than impressed at the company, but he was dealing with it anyway.
"Hey!" Cisco's protest seems louder than usual in the otherwise silent lab. "I think I know how to use a screwdriver, Harry." He huffs and slumps back in his chair, glaring halfheartedly at the older man. He was so annoying sometimes.
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hisBarry's suit.Tonight was the latter. And Harry seemed less than impressed at the company, but he was dealing with it anyway.
"Hey!" Cisco's protest seems louder than usual in the otherwise silent lab. "I think I know how to use a screwdriver, Harry." He huffs and slumps back in his chair, glaring halfheartedly at the older man. He was so annoying sometimes.