Friday night

It's really weird to hyperventilate while randomly grinning. It kind of makes your teeth hurt.

Also you don't even notice that there's a weetiny bunny with weetiny red pipecleaner anntennae taped to its ears, hugging your ankle. And if you did, you probably wouldn't care.

Saturday afternoon/evening.

If you guessed that Xander was hiding out alone in 406 with season 3 of Bitterwoman going on the laptop, and the text-message feature of his e-mail open in another tab, and occasionally wondering if the last part was just OMG way too girly of him?

You would not be wrong.

You'd be gifted with Phenomenal Cosmic Powers, or you'd be Jeremiah...or possibly both... but you wouldn't be wrong.


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{Door's not open, but he'll answer it if anybody feels like stopping by. He'll just... be hiding that e-mail tab. :) }