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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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders fluttered his eyelashes ridiculously in Alanna's direction and took another attempt at a strut down the makeshift catwalk. Disturbingly, he was kind of getting the hang of it.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna laughed. "Loose a bet?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"You could say that," Anders replied with a shrug. "More like Bel wasn't too happy about having to wear leather pants in the fashion show because of me."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna was laughing too hard to reply.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders did the money-maker shake like Togusa showed him anyway.