The ... stairwell between the fifth and sixth floors.

[soldtoarmenians]

Really late early drunk.

Though Xander may well have thought it was the roof. It's about as far as he got after stumbling out of Rory's room and retrieving his laptop from 406.

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Daer Wilolw;

Srorry so long qwithout weriting. Stuff hap ppeyning. Lots of blcak spacevoska. Vodksa good/

You;d be proiud, i Aped an attle today. Aped an APPLE OMG cant type. Seeee above re vodska.

Kisssed a bucnh of guys an Cordry. Codry. Cordelia. WTF whycan i tpye htat????

Hated all butCord7. Cordy goood like alwas. liek, kssies that wiuld make you trn lobster rod good.

Boiykisssing suckde thoug.

Thimk mayebe I made it sukc because i was too arfaraid i'd like it.

yr drunklily;
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[soldtoarmenians]

Xander blinked at her slowly, wincing each time as if even the blinking was attracting the wrath of the skull-remodelers.

"Mostly I just want to get these clothes up close and personal with an incinerator, and possibly any layers of skin that have ever touched them." He looked down at his shirt, which was the bright yellow Twinkie one he'd put on yestreday morning. "Except I'll have to wash the shirt at least; can't burn a present."

He rubbed at his hair, which took absolutely no notice of the action, remaining in wild half-flattened disarray. He totally did have the Apple Logo imprinted on his cheek, too.

"I -- was there vodka? I remember something people were calling vodka..."

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"Oh, that can't be good." She got to her feet and held out a hand, smiling at the Apple logo. "Let's go back to our room. You'll feel much better after some coffee and aspirin."