Room 406, evening

[soldtoarmenians]

There was a towel tossed across Xander's desk chair, and Bitterwoman, season 2, on pause on the laptop. It'd been on pause most of the day, not that you'd know that if you walked in. Not that you'd be walking in, because the door was locked, The Highwaymen were not on pause, Xander was flopped on his bed with a book in front of him but staring at nothing, pretty much like he had been all day, and if you knocked, he probably wouldn't answer.

Of course if you had a key...

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel laughed for the first time in what felt like forever. "I'll have to make it up to him somehow."

"So did I Xander, you have no idea how much." She set her bags down next to the bed and sat down. "Unfortunately I didn't bring any presents back with me this time. But maybe next time? So what did I miss? How did the play go?"

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Xander reached over to the cd player and paused the Music of Pain evidence if anyone needed it that he was in fact a complete geek, then sat down on the edge of his own bed.

"Play... heh. Except for the part where we were all taken over by fairies? Play went pretty damn well, actually. Well, and the lighting soffit caught on fire and the power went out." He sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Also there were leather pants, which I mention only because I know somebody or other got pictures."

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"Taken over by fairies? You're kidding me." She grinned, because it was just so Fandom and it really proved that she was back. "Leather pants? OMG Icon love! I do need to see those pictures. I'm sorry I missed it all."

[soldtoarmenians]

"I have no idea who has those pictures, and refuse to try to track them down. I'm just sayin'... somebody does. Because Murphy's Law was written for Fandom High." He smiled and pointed at Jeremiah. "In non-fashion-related news, we had a contest where people balanced animals on their heads."

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"I'm going to track down those pictures," Isabel said slyly. "And make up a poster for the wall."

"Animal balancing? Who won?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"I think by the end it was anybody still standing won. The concept here was definitely 'who can be the most doofy.'"

He smiled lightly. "Which I know, you'd think I was a shoe-in, but actually I'd have to give my vote to Angel on that one."

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"He's doing okay? Thank you for calling me by the way. It was good to get some good news at the point."

Isabel got to her feet and started to the door. "I have to stop by and see some people. But I'll be back later on, okay?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"He was doing okay enough to show up in the Common Room in a Hawaiian shirt and a goofy hat, calling himself Herb," Xander said. "Either he was sneaking out against doctor's orders or they've been giving him the really really good drugs."

He nodded at her as she headed out the door. "You might stop by to see Parker if you weren't going to already - she said to come by if you wanted to talk, and she'd probably be glad to know you're back."

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When she was gone, Xander smiled for a moment, and glanced over at Jeremiah. "Happy now? Good."

Then he reached over to turn the music back on again, picked up his Art History textbook, and started to read. He managed at least half a page before he was staring into space again, which was, well, some sort of progress. Probably.