Back on the second floor . . .

Anders pulls a bottle of cold water from the mini-fridge, and turns to hand it to [livejournal.com profile] sharon_valerii. "There you go," he says, and hastily kicks a pair of inside-out boxers -- which are definitely not his -- under the desk. "So, I guess it was a good party? There's, uh . . . multicolored, kinda three-dimensional puddles on the ground outside."

[identity profile] sharon-valerii.livejournal.com 2005-09-11 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Well, you do seem a little obsessed with pyramid. But I'd think that was natural. Everyone has obsessions.

[identity profile] sharon-valerii.livejournal.com 2005-09-11 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
*catches it awkwardly, then tucks it next to her* Okay, so you're a lot obsessed. *grins* Still doesn't make your parents right. Isn't that how great things happen? People are determined and obsessed and never give up.

((*headdesk* You saw nothing!*))

[identity profile] sharon-valerii.livejournal.com 2005-09-11 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
We're special? *drinks more water* It is kind of wild. But I kinda like it.

[*eyes*]

[identity profile] sharon-valerii.livejournal.com 2005-09-11 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
*laughs* I can see I missed a lot by being buried in textbooks.... *chuckles* I saw the pictures posted. You made very good art homework.

[identity profile] sharon-valerii.livejournal.com 2005-09-11 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
*fights a yawn* Gods. I'm tired. *drinks the last of her water* I should go to bed.

[er, me too. bed is good. yes.]

[identity profile] sharon-valerii.livejournal.com 2005-09-11 09:16 am (UTC)(link)
Sure. *considers, then shrugs, decides she only lives once and stands on tiptoe to kiss his cheek* Night. *flees*