Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

Anders had had a very quiet day after basketball practice, so in an effort to fix that he took a stack of DVDs, a ton of microwave popcorn, and even a tray of cupcakes, and headed out to the common room.

He popped in an Eddie Izzard show and settled back to watch. Hearing about Noah on a speedboat in the Sea of Galilee wasn't exactly giving him a solid foundation in Thirteenth Colony religions, but hey.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-08-07 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"You're not wrong." Xander nods. "If it helps, I'll think you're really cute while I'm laughing at you."

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-08-07 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Bridge sighs dramatically. "Man, I just can't catch a break around here, can I?"
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-08-07 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
Xander snorts. "Your life is full of woe, yes."

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-08-07 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Weeeeell, I wouldn't go that far," Bridge admits, ignoring the fact that only moments ago he'd been mock-complaining. "I've got you, after all. And you make things pretty un-woeful."