2nd Floor Common Room [Friday Evening]

Bridge? Is currently in the wrong body.

Also, he doesn't have a date. And he's not the kind of person to snark on other people.

So he's here in the Common Room, flipping aimlessly through the channels and desperately hoping something good will come on.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Molly sat down near Bridge and made a face. "I've definitely had better days than today. Any clue how you ended up in Cally's body?"

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"That... sucks. So, where are Cally and Anders right now?"

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
Molly really didn't blame Bridge for not wanting to think about it. A change of subject was in order. Quickly. "So. No dance for you tonight?" Maybe not the best topic, but she was desperate and it was the first thing that came to mind.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Me either," Molly said and also shrugged. She sat there quietly for a moment, really not sure what to say. A mopey Bridge was something she really wasn't used to. Not that she blamed him, but it was just... unnatural.

She tried again. "Had any good toast lately?"

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
"No toast!" Molly said with feigned shock. "Oh, Bridge, you really have had a bad day."

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
Molly grinned. "Sleep usually solves my problems." Then she remembered the day she'd had today. "Most of them any way." She shrugged.