Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

[napking]

Gray had made it this far on his way back to his room after today's shenanigans, but then he hadn't quite made it to the couch. Instead, he'd fallen asleep sitting on the floor and leaning against one end of said couch, and when he woke up he didn't bother getting up from the floor, in part because the floor was fine, the floor was comfortable enough, and in part his phone was blowing up with a family squabble that turned out to be Alastair refusing to wear the shirt Castor had bought him for Echo Bay's Pride parade, the one day of the year they could reliably get Al to wear a t-shirt in public, because this year Castor had pushed the envelope and bought him *gasp* a tank top.

Gray jumped right into the fray with, But your arms will look so great in it! which was both blatant pandering to Al's Pride and, you know, true, and Alastair responded almost immediately with, I am not wearing underwear in public, which set off a wave of razzing him about whether he knew what decade it was that then developed into Bellamy spamming the chat with pictures of people rocking underwear at Pride, at which point Gray closed the chat and left his brothers to it, and started considering his options for food delivery.

"Ooh, sushi sounds good," he said aloud.

((Open common room is open!))