themaninthelightning:

fransciscoramon:

“I assume you have the same number? I’ll text you once I find that chair of yours.” Cisco said, rolling his eyes at what he was doing for the man that almost ruined his whole life. “Is that so? Catch ya on the flip side, Thawne.”

“I don’t have a phone. Being erased from existence is a mild inconvenience in many ways,” Eobard said, matching Cisco for sarcasm. “I will be back,” he added over his shoulder as he strolled out of the room, hands in his pockets. He’d gotten most of what he’d come for.