Room 121, Tuesday, late evening

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"It's raining pudding," Xander says, looking out the window a little wistfully. It would probably sound less inane if it weren't the third time he's repeated it.

It's not that he's surprised; it's Fandom. Just... it's raining pudding, and he's inside. Because he already showered once this afternoon, after Scoobying, and it seems like too much of an effort to do it again, even for chocolate. Besides, if he goes out, Bridge will insist on going out too, and that would be a whole other ball of sticky fur.

"Ribbit," Jeremiah adds, in what's probably meant to be a consoling manner.

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[Locked to, er. The ferret. And the frog, I s'pose. Aaand contents NFB, yis.]

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[soldtoarmenians]

"...oh." And now Xander's not sure whether he should go over there or should back away, because maybe it's like yelling in somebody's ear, even though he's not trying to. "Um. Broadcasting what?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well, I can tell that you're relieved to see me as, well, me. But I'm also making you kinda nervous, right?"

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Xander frowns. "Well.... okay, a little yeah, but--" Really there's not a point in standing in the middle of the room looking stupid, if Bridge is picking that much up from him where he is. So Xander walks the rest of the way to the bed and sits down on the edge of it. "It's not you."

Which is...not entirely accurate, because the whole proximity aspect is very definitely unsettling, but he's still trying to figure out how to explain why that's not the same thing.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Then what?" Bridge asks.

[soldtoarmenians]

And this may qualify as the strangest conversation he's had in ... a while, at least, sitting fully-clothed on his bed next to his suddenly stark-naked boyfriend, and trying to explain -- having -- to explain what exactly about that scenario is making him twitchy.

"It's not the no gloves. I mean that's different, but I'm not, like, afraid of it. It's you."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"...Oh." Bridge says quietly, and looks up at Xander.

[soldtoarmenians]

"It's more like... the no clothes and associated activities?" The no clothes which Xander is not exactly looking at right now because he'd like to manage complete sentences. "Only there was this kind of teal deer in the headlights effect due to um, hotness issues, so I didn't remember I was supposed to be freaking out at first."

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"Oh," Bridge says again. "Well, I could get dressed if that would help. Even though it's still *totally* unfair that you got to see me naked and I didn't get to see you," he adds with a pout.

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