Fourth Floor Common Room: Sunday Morning

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

Joxer was asleep on a couch in the common room, snoring loudly and drooling onto the upholstery.

He'd definitely get no service, when he woke up. He had no shirt and no shoes on, not to mention no socks or pants.

That is correct. He was in naught but a linen loincloth. If there was even an emergency need for a horde of Madrox's to attack something with Lysol, this situation probably called for it. That couch never knew what was coming.

Mind you, Joxer himself wouldn't know what was coming, either. He'd managed to sleepwalk his way out here during the night.

So here he was, all asleep, drooling, and almost naked. Let's see what happens.

[ooc: Oooopen!]

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[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"If you say so," Mac said shrugging briefly. It seemed to be what he wanted to hear. How sincere she sounded about it, is up for debate.

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

There was a pause.

"I should probably go put some clothes on," Joxer said.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"That would probably be a really good idea," Mac agreed. She'd seen enough naked-Joxer to last her for a very long time.

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

Joxer set the couch cushion aside and make a break for it.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac waved at him as he left, and found herself a couch to lounge on. Definitely not the one that Joxer had drooled on.