Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

After a good all-out run around the island and a shower, Anders set up camp in the second floor common room for the night. Several large boxes from Pizza Planet were stacked up on the end table next to a bowling-pin setup of soda bottles, and the TV was tuned to Gelmoore Gals, mostly as background noise.

As for Anders, he was curled up on the couch, absentmindedly munching on slices of pizza and trying not to get too much grease on the pages of Plato's Symposium as he read.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders shook his head. "I'll probably try and do that tomorrow or Thursday, since I don't have any classes. But I will."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel nodded. "He'll help you figure things out." He chewed absently on his pizza.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders nodded. "If nothing else, I'll at least walk away feeling a little better. My head might feel frakked with, but I'll feel better."

[demonbelthazor]

"Sorry," Bel said, knowing he was partially to blame for that.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders shook his head. "It's okay, really."

[demonbelthazor]

"Nah, I was a dick," Bel said. "Just wanted someone other than me to be flaily for once."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Like I didn't try really hard to make you flail before?" Anders pointed out. "It's not like I didn't deserve it."

[demonbelthazor]

"Then we're even?" Bel said, grinning.


[ooc: gah, must sleep!]

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders stuck a hand out in a gesture halfway between a handshake and a high-five. "Yeah, man, I think we are."

[OOC: Niiiiiiiight!]