soldtoarmenians: (1-smile)
2006-04-17 08:17 pm

Room 406, sometime after Cordy fell out of the ceiling

Only in Fandom can you have subject lines like that, dude.

Xander ducked into his room from the party, where Isabel was still presumably hanging out, and where he'd just left Bridge. He grabbed the presents he'd bought at IKEA from his closet, tapped Jeremiah's tank and said, "Stop snickering at me; I can see you rolling your eyes, you know," then headed out again, down to Bridge's room.
soldtoarmenians: (computer)
2006-03-25 07:53 pm

E-Mail, received shortly before Detention lets out


To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
Subject: re: Ms. Ahahahaha


Dear Xander )



Xander stared at the first e-mail for a few seconds as he sat at his desk, then a wide grin spread over his face. Quickly, he forwarded it to Isabel, Rory, John, Callisto, and... who else. Krycek was probably pissed at her for the same reasons Cal was, yis. Sendinate. Yay.