2nd Floor Common Room [Friday Evening]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

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.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Definitely," John says, scanning the colors. "I'm gonna draw a sun on her arm when you're done."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, and a moon and some stars on the other arm!" Bridge suggests. "You know. To complete the set."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Done!" John paints a sun on one arm using yellow nail polish and uses blue and gray to paint a moon and more yellow for the stars. "Night and day in nail polish a la John!"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, tickly!" Bridge says, as John paints. "Thanks, dude!" he says, giving John a thumbs-up afterwards.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"No problem!" John nods at his handiwork. "Not too bad. We do good work."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Go team us!" Bridge says, pulling his sleeves back down and slipping his socks on. "And oh look, there's Cally, and Anders," he says, as they walk in. "Good timing."