2nd floor common room, evening

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

It's probably an act of desperation that Cameron is sitting in the common watching the Super Bowl. It is kinda nice with the surround system, but it's still football which really doesn't compare to basketball. Still, he's got popcorn and chips and he's feeling kinda fuzzy.

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[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"But I like Seattle's uniforms more," Callisto protested.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Steelers are the more hardcore team," Angel said. "If you were making an army of football players, Steelers are the guys you'd pick. Trust me."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't make an army of football players," Callisto pushed up the sleeves of her sweatshirt, which might have looked suspicously familiar to Angel. "If they need armour to play a game, I doubt they'd handle battle."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Point," Angel said. He gave her a curious look. "How you feeling? Need anything?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Sore mostly, little tired, but better," Callisto gestured to couch beside her. "Wouldn't say no to some company."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Company. I can be company." Angel sat down beside her. He might've put his arm on the back of the couch in case she wanted to get closer. "Sound like you're breathing okay."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Pretty much," Callisto might have curled up against him. "Still a bit breathless during any major exhertion, but it passes quick."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel might've put his arm around her. "Just have to be careful then. No football for you. Playing, I mean. Watching's okay."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Don't know," Callisto smiled, and might started using his shoulder as a pillow. "I can think of a few other things I'd prefer looking at."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah?" Angel asked. He might've rubbed her arm as he held her. "Like what?"

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[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Like this really great guy I heard about who let his injured girlfriend sleep in his room all weekend," Callisto might have reached for his free hand. "Know where I might find him?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Guy like that? At this school?" Angel pretended to think. He might've threaded his fingers together with her. "Dunno. Sounds like a fairy tale."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Darn," Callisto snickered, and might have started rubbing the back of his hand with her thumb. "This guy probably wouldn't be a nice to look at as you anyway."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Am I nice to look at?" Angel pretended he didn't know. "So hard for me to say. Can't see myself in a mirror..."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Very nice," Callisto nodded. "I'll get Jake to paint you if you don't believe me."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You could if you wanted," Angel said. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Could do me while I do you."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like fun," Callisto reached across to stroke his cheek. "What kind of paint would we use?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm," Angel leaned into the touch as he pretended to think. "So many options. Oil. Latex. Finger..."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"I like fingerpaints, but they're kinda messy," Callisto ran her thumb along his lower lip. "After all, we wouldn't want to wreck our clothes."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hmm, true," Angel said. He kissed her thumb. "What about something else? Possibly with oil?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Oil?" Callisto leaned in to kiss him. "I'm sure we could come up with something."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Sure we could," Angel kissed her back. He gave her a grin. "Feel like spending tonight at your place?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I do," Callisto grinned back. "Your place is nice, but it is getting a bit crowded."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel moved a hand down her side. "Going to be up for those stairs?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Don't know, I think I might need someone to lend me a hand."