Fourth Floor common room, Sunday morning

[demonbelthazor]

Bel awoke with a groan. The common room couch really wasn't big enough for him to sleep comfortably, so he'd tossed and turned all night. Wait -- why was he sleeping on the couch instead of going back to his room? He vaguely remembered not having his keys, but when he checked his pocket, he found them there. So why had he slept on the couch?

Then it all started coming back to him.

He sat up and held his head in his hands, groaning some more. Gremlins must die.

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[demonbelthazor]

"Yes," Bel answered. "They live to bite you and that makes you...do things."

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

"What kind of things?" Marie asked carefully.

[demonbelthazor]

"Like...think you're someone else," Bel said. "One time a bunch of people got bit and thought they were characters in some sort of stupid TV show."

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Marie said, tilting her head at him. "So who did you think you were?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel clamped his mouth shut and scowled.

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

Marie looked at him expectantly.

[demonbelthazor]

"I thought I was another student, okay?" Bel snapped.

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

"Uh oh, you're getting cranky," Marie said. She was about to question him further when Blair walked in (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/733685.html?thread=50951669#t50951669).