Room 121, late Sunday/Eaaaaaaarly Monday

[soldtoarmenians]

"I don't feel very broken-upinated," Xander says, frowning. It's not a sad frown, just a perplexed one. They haven't quite made it into the room yet due to 'stuck making out in the doorframe' issues, so he's perhaps not out in left field with the perplexity there.

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[For Bridge, probably vaguely on the unicorporated outskirts of NWS where you still pay local taxes but don't get bus service.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Uh-huh, and since we're not brokenated up...inated, I can still do- this," and it takes maybe a little more effort than usual, but eventually there's a lot less clothing involved in this scenario.

[soldtoarmenians]

"That's...nnnghn....a plus. A definite plus," Xander says. Eventually.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

And sometime after "eventually", Bridge is fumbling around for his gloves, but he's really very sleepy and they're not in easy reach and Xander is right. there. and he really, really doesn't feel like moving, so with a soft sigh, he snuggles up against Xander and closes his eyes.

[soldtoarmenians]

If Xander were sober or even really awake, he might laugh at himself for thinking as he slips into full sleep that this is the best part, even better than the eventually. He'd be an idiot, though, so it's probably better this way.