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soldtoarmenians ([personal profile] soldtoarmenians) wrote2006-07-03 12:14 pm

Room 121, Monday afternoon

After a certain conversation last night in the Common Room (and no, not the one about dirty chips, though that had turned out to be oddly cool), Xander realized he... really, really needed to clean his room, if there was going to be visiting-by-people-not-Bridge happening. Not that he was a complete and utter slob, especially with his less-slobby-than-thou boyfriend hanging in so much, but things could be straightened and... put away and...changed, yes.

So he did that. There might even have been Bouncy Cleaning Music playing, and a frog rolling his eyes.

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[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2006-07-04 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right," Willow said. "And, like Buffy, he's got a thing. A destiny. And it's all important and world-savey which, okay, yay for that. I'm a big supporter. But man does this suck on the mundane, just like having somebody to snuggle with perspective."

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2006-07-05 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Exactly," Willow said. "Plus, you know, I don't have a destiny. I'm not a Slayer, or a - a knight. Sure the witch thing is a little not the norm, but given the way Peter and Susan reacted to finding out, I'm not sure if that's considered a bonus where they're from."

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2006-07-05 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Awh." Willow gave him a snuggly hug. "Sometimes you say just the right thing."