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Crazy week? Doesn't even begin to cover it. There'd been running into Conner, Anders, and Z, which had lead to a trip to Caritas on Wednesday, then trying to convince Bridge he needed to OMG specify when complaining about teachers who made him take his shirt off in class on Thursday, then a picnic and later sneaking off from the Seahorse campfire on Friday. Then Saturday he'd been having a very nice wake-up call until they realized somebody'd stolen their voices, leading to much worried checking on people, being trapped in the dorms for the night and eventually a crazy-late chat-room experience -- followed by another night locked in the dorms on Sunday. Not that locked in the dorms was bad, per se, but everybody locked in the dorms and going stir-crazy from worry was an experience Xander could live without repeating.

So it really isn't too surprising that it's taken until now, when they're safe again, have their voices back and are back in the cabins, for Xander to get around to remembering that last week, he'd promised to um. Do something. For um. Somebody.

Which leaves him sitting in his alcove in Flamingo cabin with the curtain shut and headphones on, staring at his laptop. As you do when you're doing that particular something. In a cabin.

[For Bridge, for the moment. Possibly for later appearance by certain other peoples]

Date: 2006-07-18 04:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
Bridge notices the laptop and earphones, and wonders just what Xander is so focused on. So he goes over to poke him on the shoulder to get his attention.

Date: 2006-07-18 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"It's...nice to see you too?"

Date: 2006-07-18 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Whatcha doin'?" Bridge asks, peering suspiciously at the laptop.

Date: 2006-07-18 05:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"What kinda stuff?" He asks as he sits down on the bed.

Date: 2006-07-18 05:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Oh," Bridge says. And then remembers the conversation he'd overheard last week. "Oooh," he says, slowly.

Date: 2006-07-18 05:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Can I see?" Bridge asks, trying hard not to blush.

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