Room 406, Saturday Morning

[soldtoarmenians]

Or, Xander Harris and the Inbox of Doooom

Viagra spam yawn.

Invitation from Jake to go buy a couch...um. Okay. possibly. Despite... almost complete lack of money. But hey, birthdays coming up liek whoa.

E-mail from Willow, oh crap.

willow.rosenberg@ hogwarts.ac.uk

To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk Subject: *POKE* *POKE* love, Willow

....*headdesk*

xander.harris@ fandomhigh.net

To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net Subject: re: *POKE* ...hi? love, Xander

willow.rosenberg@ hogwarts.ac.uk

To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk Subject: re: *POKE* DON'T MAKE ME COME OVER THERE! ~Willow

xander.harris@ fandomhigh.net

To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net Subject: re: *POKE* You said I had til Saturday! ~Xander

willow.rosenberg@ hogwarts.ac.uk

To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk Subject: re: *POKE* It IS Saturday!!!! ~Willow

xander.harris@ fandomhigh.net

To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net Subject: re: *POKE* ...Oh. The...uh. Time just flew by? ~Xander

willow.rosenberg@ hogwarts.ac.uk

To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk Subject: re: *POKE* Spill. Now. Date. Clearly you're still alive, and you *seem* unpossessed... How did it go? Love, Your BFF with the broom

xander.harris@ fandomhigh.net

To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net Subject: re: *POKE* It...went? love, Xander

willow.rosenberg@ hogwarts.ac.uk

To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk Subject: re: *POKE* Right. *gases up broom to fly over and hold you upside-down over a... do you guys have a lake?* Love, Your BFF with the broom and the ability to turn you into a three-toed sloth

xander.harris@ fandomhigh.net

To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net Subject: re: *POKE* Duck pond. Your broom so doesn't run on gas. love, Your BFF who, due to Skeeter, is surprisingly less fearful of animal transformation than you might imagine.

willow.rosenberg@ hogwarts.ac.uk

To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk Subject: re: *POKE* It runs on frustration with frustrating BFFS, so it should get me over an ocean and a couple of dimensions, no problem. Details, NOW. Love, Your BFF with the broom, wand, complete details on the Teeny Little Superguy Underoos story, and ability to hack your entire school's e-mail system if I have to.

xander.harris@ fandomhigh.net

To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net Subject: re: *POKE* It went...well? love, Xander

willow.rosenberg@ hogwarts.ac.uk

To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk Subject: re: *POKE* That's...not details. But better. Like, well enough that it'll happen again? Love, Your BFF with see previous e-mails for non-rescinded threats

xander.harris@ fandomhigh.net

To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net Subject: re: *POKE* ...you could say that, yes. love, Your BFF who is totally going offline now so further threats would so be a waste of your time and dignity at this juncture.

willow.rosenberg@ hogwarts.ac.uk

To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk Subject: re: *POKE* Threats... on hold. At least the ones to *you.* So... this person, does she have a *name*? And, say, an e-mail address? To which I could send a nice, polite, chatty letter wherein I explain that I wish you all the best, tell her your favorite ice cream flavors, and never mention underoos at all? Love, Your BFF with no ulterior motives whatsoever.

xander.harris@ fandomhigh.net

To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net Subject: re: *POKE* NO! love, Your BFF who is totally offline.

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*headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk*

[Open for roomination! Or other visitation, as long as it's before the afternoon when Misadventure Yay is occurring.]

Comments

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Ask him. You won't know until you do." Isabel walked over and leaned against Xander's desk. "It could be fun, and it'll be the last time everyone is all together before graduation. Besides, I want a dance."

[soldtoarmenians]

"I actually meant it might be a bit much for me." Xander gave her a small smile. "But... I'll add it to the very long list of things about which I have recently said 'I'll think about it?'"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You think, I'll shower. And then I need to run to JGOB," she said. "Want me to bring something back for you?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"Have you ever known me to turn down sugar and fried lard?" Xander grinned. "Mmmm, lard."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Fried lard? Ewww and then more ewww. Thank you for that imagery," she grimaced as she headed back to the bathroom. "I think I'll be having a yogurt now."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Oops," he called apologetically after her. "Um. I'm sure J,GOB makes their doughnut glaze with... uh. Magical pixie paint! No lard at all!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel laughed and shut the bathroom door.