second floor common room | afternoon | saturday | may 15

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Alex was continuing his whole plan of doing fuck all by sprawling himself on one of the common room couches and doing...fuck all. Well, he'd turned on the television (and stopped on some movie that looked mildly interesting) and he'd made himself some food (peanut butter and jelly sandwiches counted, right?) but, other than that, he was doing nothing.

To some, it might look like he was hungover but he was more...lazy. Just really damn lazy. Hungover would mean he was pissy and snappish. Luckily for everyone, he was still on a pretty even keel. Probably the fun he'd had last night. A good night with someone he liked was very helpful.

[open common room, sure!]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You gonna explain to them why you're so short and stout?" Alex wondered jokingly. "Genes, right?"

[longislandiceme]

Oh, Alex. Don't bring genes up in conversation with Bobby. It would just make him bitchface. "I'm hardly stout," he pointed out. He wasn't disputing the short thing- he was used to hanging out with guys who were kind of looming giants.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Stocky?" Alex tried because he enjoyed getting people to bitchface like that.

[longislandiceme]

"Maybe you should invest in a dictionary," Bobby snarked, throwing a potato chip at Alex's head.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex didn't duck the potato chip and mock scowled when it bounced off his head and into his lap.

"Someone's touchy," Alex said, smirking. "Maybe I hit a bit of truth, right? Hey, don't worry, you can be short as long as your feet are big."

[longislandiceme]

"Yeah?" Bobby raised an eyebrow. "Any particular reason you're interested in the size of my feet, Karev?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I was just trying to reassure you," Alex said, laughing and settling back on the couch. "If you don't know why, it's not on me to tell you."

[longislandiceme]

"Oh, I know why," Bobby said loftily. Although had, say, Sookie been in the room, there would probably have been a lot less coherency and a lot more flailing. "It's nice of you to be so concerned, though."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Not concerned," Alex said, shaking his head. "Courteous. Polite. Giving. All of those adjectives apply to me. And what better way to display that than to look out for a friend."