will and bradley have, on separate occasions, asked anna, "when do i get to see you without the third wheel?"

one day bradley asks will this. will's kind of been waiting for it.

will replies, "saturday?"

and bradley grins. "lovely."

"you should ask that katie girl if she wants to come with."

"only if you ask that caspian fellow if he wants to as well."

in the end, it's just the two of them, but it turns out this suits them just fine.

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at around date (or whatever) #4, will wakes up to an incoming text on his mobile. he clumsily melts across the bed over bradley's sleeping body (which whines in protest) and fumbles for his phone, knocking over a glass of water and the bottle of lube in the process.

the text is from anna, and it says, "r u stealin my men away from me again??"

"bradley," says will, nudging him with his foot. "bradley james."

"...sjkh," bradley replies.

"am i stealing you from anna?"

"don't be silly," says bradley, rubbing his eyes. "i'm stealing you from her." and rolls over and goes back to sleep.