MCA #0, the Wee Hours

With everything he'd talked about yesterday with Parker and today with Willow, Isabel, Dawn and Alanna swirling around in his head, Xander had taken a long walk before finally heading back to his - his WTF - apartment. It hadn't really settled anything, but at least it had tired him out enough that he didn't think he'd be lying awake staring at the ceiling while stuff kept swirling.

Xander frowned when he entered the bedroom, though, because he knew for a fact that the bed had been empty when he left this afternoon.

Now there was a green stuffed frog sitting on his pillow.

Not that this was all that weird normally, but now? He narrowed his eye, then picked it up and carried it over to the shelf where it belonged.

...Fandom. It's Fandom, not Sunnydale, he repeated to himself when the lights were out and he had the blanket pulled up to his chin and he heard the soft *thump* *thump* *thump* of something hopping across the floor and landing on his bed. Which didn't stop him from pulling the covers up to his head and deciding he'd deal with it in the morning.
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[NFB, since fuzzygreenthing is omgsekrit]

MCA #0, the Wee Hours

With everything he'd talked about yesterday with Parker and today with Willow, Isabel, Dawn and Alanna swirling around in his head, Xander had taken a long walk before finally heading back to his - his WTF - apartment. It hadn't really settled anything, but at least it had tired him out enough that he didn't think he'd be lying awake staring at the ceiling while stuff kept swirling.

Xander frowned when he entered the bedroom, though, because he knew for a fact that the bed had been empty when he left this afternoon.

Now there was a green stuffed frog sitting on his pillow.

Not that this was all that weird normally, but now? He narrowed his eye, then picked it up and carried it over to the shelf where it belonged.

...Fandom. It's Fandom, not Sunnydale, he repeated to himself when the lights were out and he had the blanket pulled up to his chin and he heard the soft *thump* *thump* *thump* of something hopping across the floor and landing on his bed. Which didn't stop him from pulling the covers up to his head and deciding he'd deal with it in the morning.
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[NFB, since fuzzygreenthing is omgsekrit]

Mauvaise Chance Roof Garage, Friday Morning

Xander had unlocked the doors up there and was checking out the facilities... but not speculatively eyeing the corner room that looked like it could easily be set up as a carpentry workshop because that would mean he was thinking things he couldn't afford to be thinking.

He'd left a note downstairs at the desk indicating where he was, just in case someone came by looking for him, and one on the door of his apartment.

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[OOC: Locked to a couple of specific people to preserve sanity; veritable mountain of work on desk may mean bouts of SP-from-Hades-the-place.]

Mauvaise Chance Roof Garage, Friday Morning

Xander had unlocked the doors up there and was checking out the facilities... but not speculatively eyeing the corner room that looked like it could easily be set up as a carpentry workshop because that would mean he was thinking things he couldn't afford to be thinking.

He'd left a note downstairs at the desk indicating where he was, just in case someone came by looking for him, and one on the door of his apartment.

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[OOC: Locked to a couple of specific people to preserve sanity; veritable mountain of work on desk may mean bouts of SP-from-Hades-the-place.]

MCA #0, Friday evening

Okay, so despite the whole 'drinking age whut?' aspect of the island which hadn't as far as Xander could tell changed much, he did have a moment of personal 'waitwhatamidoing.' Which resulted in snacks on the coffee table, pizza on the counter, and a choice of soft drinks or Homemade Viper Hooch. Which he did feel vaguely less guilty about when he remembered that it came from a minor in the first place.

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[For Parker and Bridge, NFB.]

MCA #0, Friday evening

Okay, so despite the whole 'drinking age whut?' aspect of the island which hadn't as far as Xander could tell changed much, he did have a moment of personal 'waitwhatamidoing.' Which resulted in snacks on the coffee table, pizza on the counter, and a choice of soft drinks or Homemade Viper Hooch. Which he did feel vaguely less guilty about when he remembered that it came from a minor in the first place.

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[For Parker and Bridge, NFB.]