Fourth Floor Boy's Bathroom, Monday Evening

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

With a towel over one shoulder, Hannibal had disappeared into the bathroom about an hour ago. The hot shower had taken up most of that time but now he was out, clad in only his jeans, and standing in front of one of the mirrors, doing what guys do when their in the bathroom.

Checking themselves out, of course. It was a time honored secret tradition amongst men. They might not act it but they all wanted to look good. Had to look good out of clothes to really think you look good in them. Or something.

For Hannibal, that mostly meant deciding if he needed a shave or not. He'd decided no and then moved on to wondering if he needed a haircut. The wet hair didn't really help that decision since it wasn't doing its normal 'stick up where it pleases' schtick that he'd gotten so used to.

"Maybe I could just do it myself," he said to no one, ruffling his hair and not realizing how bad an idea that truly would be.

[Open to boys (and boys from other floors are so welcome)...and girls! Like any of the boys care if the girls wanna sneak in! This was partly due to me wanting rocksthescarf to make a post where Chuck shaved his chest hair (I used her favorite icon in honor of that) and wanting to see how many shirtless icons I could get in one place. Mondays do things to my brain.]

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[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Dude, do what yourself?" Hurley said, washing his hands.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Cut my hair," he said, shaking it out and trying to get an idea of how long it had gotten. "Haven't had one in awhile."

[iamnotallgirl]

Jack headed into the bathroom, carrying Jill's toiletries kit, then froze in the doorway when he realized there was at least one other guy present. Jill's shower caddy was kind of...pink. And filled with stuff that, now that he thought about it, was kind of girly. Mango mandarin shower gel? What was up with that?

"Uh," he said vaguely guiltily. "Hey."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Hannibal said, surprising at not recognizing the new guy. "Welcome to the bathrooms. I'd give you the grand tour but then I might seem kind of idiotic."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Hey dude," Hurley greeted.

"...Wow, bathroom's kinda busy, tonight."

[withoutverona]

"...hey," Romeo returned, once he had a few rounds of I will not kill Hannibal King through his head. "I think this is the most crowded I've ever seen a bathroom here."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John had decided the fifth floor sucked for showers about the time his in-room shower's water refused to heat up. At least he hadn't gotten in before noticing this time.

He paused to inspect his scruffy face in the mirror. "Huh, I think you guys have bigger mirrors down here."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"As compared to where?" Hannibal asked, looking over at John. "Your floor?"

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Dude, seriously," Hurley said. "I thought the same thing."

[mauledbyabear.livejournal.com]

Emmett came in with a towel over his shoulder, stopping in his tracks when he saw everyone in the bathroom.

"...is this some sort of party?"

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Yes and you're the guest of honor!" Hannibal said and clapped his hands. "Surprise!"

[iamnotallgirl]

"Whoa," said Jack. "Big guy."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"...dude, you're huge," Hurley said.

[withoutverona]

Let's not get into why Romeo was in the bathroom a floor below his own except to note that the walk back from town was long, there were a lot of stairs, and biology was a bitch.

After he took care of that, he glanced over at Hannibal at the mirror and snorted. He wasn't going to start anything if Hannibal wasn't going to; the snorting was just a reflex.

Also, he would kill for abs like that. But that was a secret.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Got an issue over there, Romeo?" Hannibal asked, not turning to look at him. It was a chore though to not do that. He was just going to keep his eyes on the mirror. "See yourself in the mirror or something?"

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Hey dude," Hurley said. "Apparently, we're throwing a party."

[raspberryturk]

Reno hadn't quite finished his naked sprint back to his room for clothes when he felt it mandatory to make a slight detour.

The downside to not being a bird again, he decided, was that he wasn't allowed to just do his business wherever the hell he wanted to, anymore.

"Oh, man, I gotta piss so ba-- Yo!"

There was a party in there!

Reno was very thankful for the sombrero he was using to cover himself with, right about then.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Yo!" Hannibal called, grinning Reno's way. "Nice hat!"

That was an awesome hat.

[iamnotallgirl]

Jack snickered. "Nice hat, man."

[withoutverona]

"Showing off the baby chocobo again?" Romeo asked, before he remembered ..."And are you going to kill me over the rock?"

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, dude!" Hurley said, looking away. "What happened?"

This would not be Hurley's last encounter with naked dudes, even if he wished it was.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

It was a Monday evening. Who the hell took all their showers and stuff on a Monday evening?

Apparently everyone.

Cal paused after he took a step into the bathroom, trying to not want to cry over the fact that his effort to use it at a time when he wouldn't have to be incredibly awkward about, you know, crazybits and having to sit to pee wasn't going to be an issue.

"Why," he demanded to know, despite not feeling sure he wanted to, "is there a party in the God damn bathroom?"

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Ah, Cal, my good man," Hannibal said, turning to him. "I think the better question is...why not?"

[iamnotallgirl]

"Is that a problem?" Jack asked. He was just kind of enjoying hanging out with other guys. Even if it was in the bathroom.

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

This wasn't her floor. And it was certainly the wrong bathroom, except on those rare occasions when Alice switched gender. There had only been one of those thus far, but one could never say when such might strike again.

The mere possibility didn't allow for one wandering into bathrooms. But there seemed to be an excessive amount of noise coming from that particular bathroom. Didn't there? Was there some sort of party going on? A weekly meeting of the men on the fourth floor? Did they hold office and vote on important floor-related matters, or play board games?

Alice was eavesdropping, yes. Pressing her ear against the door, really. Wondering if she was brave enough to ease it open a small crack and peer through. No one would notice a small crack, would they? It was to ensure the safety of the floor, or some other horribly flimsy excuse.

Really, she was getting less proper all the time.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Hannibal, of course, didn't hear anyone at the door what with the big group of guys gathered inside.

Any eavesdroppers were free and clear for the time being.

Lucky them.