MCA#0, Friday Night

[needsaparrot]

So you'd think with the day off from the construction site, Xander would be able to have a nice relaxing time - sleep in, kick back, put the cell on silent, watch some tv, right? Well, it had started that way. Then he checked his voicemail.

First there was a prank-call from Mel, which he had to admit got him for a second. Then one from a complete stranger asking to partake of his skills in girl-talk. Which was... sort of a compliment, he guessed?

Then the offer of not-in-public OMGWTFNO from that wizard kid, which he had to call Bridge about becausesdkj see OMGWTFNO, then the bowling invite which was actually nice, even if he didn't recognise the voice. Maybe Dawn would fill him in on who it was, since he passed it on to her. Then Isabel asking if he wanted some Gatorade, which again, nice, if random. Not that she'd ever come over with it after he called her back.

Just when he'd thought they were getting less weird, there was the call from the kid who captured his twinkie (*) which was less of the OMGWTFNO and more of the WOW HI AWKWARD and FLAIL but also aww, and he had to think about his reply for a while before he knew what to say.

And then bang zoom, straight into the OMGWTFWTFWTF with a message from Bridge, and no answer when he tried to call back to find out what was going on.

And then there was what was clearly a wrong number from Peter but added worries about his BFF's relationship to Xander's concern about his own, and following that....

Well, following that was the Mountie who clearly got hit on the head by an I-beam this morning which left Xander feeling guilty about not being at the site, and following that was the one that is responsible for Xander's current state of staring in wide-eyed horror at his phone - because THAT is so not Bridge. Not that he doesn't kind of wish Bridge would call him and say something like that, but it's NOT, so... asdfghjkl!

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[OOC: Open for that one dude. You know, him.]

Comments

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Um, about maybe going to Caritas sometime this weekend? And then doing the not-in-public stuff after that maybe?"

[needsaparrot]

Click-whirr.

"I got a message about not-in-public stuff, but it sure as hell wasn't from you." Xander points to his phone. "It was from that Ronan kid, which, uh, grateful to him for making me understand you when you were a ferret? But not that grteful."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, no, no doing *any* of that with Ronan," now *Bridge* is frowning at Xander's phone.

[needsaparrot]

Xander coughs. "That was actually the less WTFy of the not-in-public messages I got today." Because he is an idiot - but also because asdfghjkl - Xander plays Bel's message - not that he recognises the voice - for him.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

The whole phone mixup might have kind of slipped Bridge's mind as he hears that message. "No. No, no, no. Absolutely not. Did I mention no?"

[needsaparrot]

"You might have, yeah - it was hard to tell in with all the noes." Xander holds up both hands. "Hey, I'm totally happing with my current clothes-ripping and bendy service and have no desire to switch providers, thanks."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Good," Bridge says firmly. "...Do you really want clothes-ripping?"

[needsaparrot]

"...Well, no, 'cause I kinda like my clothes," Xander admits. "Maybe some wrinkling? I'm all for the bendy parts, though."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"And ripping clothes is just wasteful," Bridge adds. "I could do the bendy thing. Or you could do the bendy thing, rather."

[needsaparrot]

"Well, it usually requires a little of both," Xander points out in the most unnecessary bit of news since last week's AP wire article on the wetness of water.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge rolls his eyes. "I think you know what I *meant*,"

[needsaparrot]

"Maybe I'm a little unclear on the concept. You might have to show me."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I'm thinking maybe we should close the door first, though."

[needsaparrot]

*facepalm*

"Well sure, if you wanna blow the sponteneity..." Xander says as he's closing the door and not nervously peering out into the lobby to see if anybody overheard that conversation except yes.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Spontaneity is one thing," Bridge says. "Putting on a show for your tenants is another and no thanks on that."

[needsaparrot]

"No tenants in here," Xander points out. The asdfghjkl seems to have faded a bit, though there's still a phone in his hand that he blinks at a bit when he remembers it's there.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge takes in Xander's expression, then follows his gaze down to the phone.

"Remember the time everyone's voicemail screwed up and messages kept going to the wrong place?"

[needsaparrot]

"......ferret sex." Not for nothing does he have a reputation as someone who boils a complex thought down to its simplest possible form.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge snickers. "I'll take that as a yes."

[needsaparrot]

"......So you think that means Ronan got your not-in-public offer?"

Now Xander's frowning at his phone. Though it's kind of an amused frown.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh god," Bridge hides his face in his hands. "From the sound of what you said? Probably."

[needsaparrot]

"Huh." He starts to think about the messages he left in response to ... yeah maybe he shouldn't. "Maybe he'll figure out it wasn't meant for him?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Can I just stay here forever?" Bridge asks in a small voice, still hiding behind his hands. "Please?"

[needsaparrot]

"Didn't we have this conversation last weekend?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"*Last* weekend I didn't leave any messages on Ronan's voicemail about stripping!"