Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was busy setting up the fifth floor common room. He pushed the couches and chairs to the walls to clear the center of the room, then arranged some pallets he'd found and shimmered upstairs to create a makeshift runway. He lined the edges with white christmas tree lights. Music, big flashlight to serve as a spotlight, yeah, he was set.

There was nothing like watching someone else humiliate themselves when you've suffered it the night before.


ETA: And the show begins.

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[deanforrester.livejournal.com]

Dean raised an eyebrow. "I'll take your word for it," he said, amused.

[demonbelthazor]

"So what did Walter tell you about me?" Bel asked, curious.

[deanforrester.livejournal.com]

"Um," Dean thought back the previous day's common room antics. "That you're a mostly-reformed demon. And your human name is Cole Turner. Just the basics." He grinned, adding, "And then I saw your...rendition...of Kumbaya. It was inspiring."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel facepalmed. "Lost a bet," he muttered.

[deanforrester.livejournal.com]

Dean snickered. "Figured as much."