Room 208, Monday morning/afternoon

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt had handwavily borrowed the Book of Shadows from Chris and was flipping through its pages as he munched on a bowl of noddles.

No, he wasn't idly looking for information on how to possibly summon a Whitelighter.

Or any spell he could use to break up a couple.

Why would he do that?


[ooc: door and post are open, though my email is being a cheap h0r right now and I may not get pings immediately.]

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[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

Neil was coming in from spending some time outside stretching his legs. He'd been working his way up the stairs when his foot slipped and his soccer ball escaped down the hall.

"Drat it!" He cursed and chased after the ball which bumped into the doorframe of 208.

"Ack, hey sorry about th...oh, hello there Wyatt."

[blessed_twice]

"Hey, Neil," Wyatt said, flipping the Book closed. "How's it going?"

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

"Pretty good, feels strange not having classes today." Neil scooped up the wayward ball and leaned against the doorframe.

"How about yourself? How are you doing?"

[blessed_twice]

"Okay," Wyatt said. "Well, last night was kinda rough, what with the memorial for my aunt's boyfriend and meeting my mom's boyfriend who is not my father."

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

Neil just stood there for a moment and boggled.

"While I offer my condolances on the loss of your aunt's boyfriend, I have to say...some day I'm going to ask that question and someone is going to give me a nice answer like, 'my dog got run over and I have to have a root canal' and I'm just not going to know what to do with myself."

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt grinned. "Yeah, nobody seems to have just ordinary problems around here, do they?" he said.

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

That made Neil chuckle and he nodded.

"Well, 'cept for us ordinary folks I suppose but yeah, it does kinda put things in perspective."

[blessed_twice]

"I don't think anyone stays ordinary here for long," Wyatt pointed out.

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

Pausing to digest that thought, Neil grinned.

"Hmmm, maybe that could be my unordinary achievement then? I'll remain ordinary!"

Dark eyes twinkled a bit with good natured humor as he declared this.

Mid-Afternoon

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe made her way to Wyatt's room in the afternoon and tapped very lightly on the doorframe due to the massive hangover.

Re: Mid-Afternoon

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt glanced at the door. "Hey, Aunt Phoebe, come in," he said.

Re: Mid-Afternoon

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe came in and gave him a faint smile. "Hey Wyatt."

Re: Mid-Afternoon

[blessed_twice]

"You okay?" Wyatt asked. "You look kinda pale."

Re: Mid-Afternoon

[sensethevisions]

"Uhmm... worst hangover in history..."

Re: Mid-Afternoon

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt winced. "Can't say that I blame you for that," he said, dropping his voice a little so it wouldn't hurt Phoebe's head.

Re: Mid-Afternoon

[sensethevisions]

"Thanks," she said giving him a smile for both. "Can I ask you a question, Wyatt? You guys have a Book of Shadows from your time, correct?"

Re: Mid-Afternoon

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt nodded. "Got it right here," he said, tapping the Book. "I was just . . . looking through it . . . for no real reason. . . ."

Afternoon (after Phoebe)

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders had slipped up to the roof for a quick smoking-and-brooding session before heading down to his own room. After a long, hot shower, some breakfast from the Synthetron, and three ibuprofen, he felt at least partway human again and possibly in need of someone to flail at pester talk to.

Lords of Kobol only knew what possessed him, obviously hungover as he still was, to go knock on Wyatt's door.

Re: Afternoon (after Phoebe)

[blessed_twice]

"C'mon in, dude," Wyatt said, waving him in.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hey." Anders's voice was a little hoarse, and he was keeping it low for the sake of his own head. "How's break treating you so far?"

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[blessed_twice]

"Okay, I guess," Wyatt said. He peered at Anders. "Dude, you look like hell."

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well, that'd be like an entire bottle of ambrosia plus an entire bottle of Onyx vodka plus tequila," Anders said dryly. "Who says you don't learn anything over spring break?"

Re: Afternoon (after Phoebe)

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt's eyes narrowed as he put two and two together. "Were you with Phoebe last night?" he said.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Flail. Flail, flail, meep, flail. "I promised I'd check up on her, she asked me to bring booze," Anders hedged. "So I did."

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[blessed_twice]

Wyatt nodded. "So long as you didn't like take advantage of her or anything, because then I'd have to kick your ass."