Life had its ups and downs for everyone at Torchwood, no one knew that better than Jack. Some days were just… gloomy. They’d had a tough week and now nothing was going on to distract them from thinking about it.
Wandering through the Hub, hands in pockets and a frown on his face, Jack noticed something and stopped dead, staring.
“Everything alright, Jack?”
He glanced around to see Ianto at his elbow.
“I think Nosy’s feeling kinda blue.”
“What makes you say that?”
Jack pointed at the distinctly blue coloured Fluff slumped in a corner.
“Oh. Yep, Nosy’s blue alright!”