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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[2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com]

"How'd you end up in that? Still not laughing.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Opened my big frakkin' mouth one too many times?" Anders had no idea how ridiculous that pout of his looked with lipstick on. It was probably for the best.

[2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com]

They did not just fall over when they noticed he had lipstick on. Nope.
"It suits you." They couldn't help but insert some sort of a snarky comment.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"That's what Parker said, so thank her. She picked it out."

No, Anders wasn't mentioning the fact that this particular shade of lipstick was named "Dense." Because he wasn't dense enough to set himself up for that potshot.

For once.