2nd Floor Common Room [Late Thursday Afternoon]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

The temperature on the second floor was unusually hot. Bridge could, of course, do the sensible thing and just hang out in another floor's common room. But where's the fun in that?

So he's lounging on the couch in the second floor common room. Without a shirt. As you do.

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Bridge!" Dawn waved limply from the sofa. "Too much effort. This is why I need another boyfriend. If I had one, I could make him get me a drink."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Or telekinesis," Bridge points out. "Which, I've been practicing? But I think at most I could tip a glass *over*, not fill one with liquid and bring it to you."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, telekinesis would be fun," Dawn closed her eyes tightly and thought really, really hard about a glass of ice water floating across the room to her. Surprisingly, it didn't materialize.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"It didn't work," Bridge says, a little woefully.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I know," she pouted a little, then asked hesitantly, "are things okay between you and Xander? I had to be all explainy, and I told him it wasn't your fault."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge nods. "There was talking, but... we're good," he says, with a smile.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yay!" She'd get up and hug him, but omghot.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge nods. "Definitely yay."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"What have you been up to?" Something occurred to her. "And, um, if you felt something mystical last Friday, that was me and Sam. Don't tell Giles?" Dawn looked at Bridge hopefully.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"My lips are sealed," Bridge nods. "And, well, other than Wilderness Survival and then, um, Sex Ed today? Not much..."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn blushed. "Yeah, Sex Ed was...something. How'd it go for you? I saw Xander dropped by."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge nods. "I wasn't real crazy about trying to pick up someone else, even if they *were* fake? But I thought if Xander were *there*..."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yeah...it's not so much of a problem for me anymore..."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge frowns. "Are you okay?" he asks, worried.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She shrugged. "Most of the time. I got very confused mind switching weekend after I kissed Sam, thinking he was Dean, and I have no idea why I tell you all this stuff, Bridge, sorry."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm a good listener," Bridge shrugs. "It's kind of what I do. And I'd totally come over and give you a hug right now? But I'm kind of all sticky from the heat."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"It's okay," Dawn said, feeling the heat weigh on her. "I'll just think a big hug at you. Ready?"

She thought hugging thoughts towards Bridge.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Thought-hugs are kind of awesome, Bridge decides. He grins. "Got it."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Dawn had never tried that with a psychic before. "It worked?" She sat up and bounced a little in her seat.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Bridge nods. "Usually I can't hear thoughts with my gloves on," he wiggles his fingers. "But if they're specifically directed *at* me, then I can pick up on them."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn tried again. Hi, Bridge!

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge waves to Dawn. "I can't send thoughts back, though," he says, a little sadly.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn pouted. "Okay, so that didn't completely work the way I wanted it to. That must be frustrating for you."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge pouts. "I keep hoping some day I'll figure it out. So far it only works if the other person can *also* hear thoughts."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that's not me," she said, still pouting. "Like the monks couldn't have upgraded me. Stupid monks."