Xander's Workshop, MCA Roof, Early Sunday Evening

[needsaparrot]

It'd been one of those weekends. If by that you mean "those weekends you dream about and then wake up promising yourself never to touch runny cheese at a college mixer ever, ever again."

Still, he had a guest, of sorts, and he might as well show her that he did something besides Apartment Managing, without showing her the other thing he did besides Apartment Managing. Which was why they were currently in the elevator heading for the roof of the building.
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[OOC: for the parental unit! B-word-person also welcome laterwards, if desired.]

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[needsaparrot]

If he believed more than half of what she was saying wasn't about taking something home to needle his dad over, Xander would... what? Stop acting like he was trying to prove just exactly how different from Tony he wasn't, when it came to being an ass?

"Thanks," he said again, but this time he reached out to hug her. "It means a lot that you think so."

[takemyfamilyplz.livejournal.com]

Surprised, Jessica hugged him back, thrilled but hoping it didn't show. Ages since he'd done that. She hugged as hard as she could, maybe to make up for all the stuff about her kid that she Just Didn't Get. Maybe never would. When it finally broke, she smiled at Xander, and said, her voice only a little shaky, "You're a good kid. You know that?"

[needsaparrot]

He did. Sometimes. Xander couldn't remember the last time he'd heard either of his parents say so, though. "You only say that because I haven't sent you my therapy bill yet," he answered breezily, pretending his throat wasn't unexpectedly tight.

[takemyfamilyplz.livejournal.com]

Jessica laughed and rubbed at her eyes, then patted him on the shoulder again, before saying, "And don't forget the haircut. You'd look so professional. Match your job, and all this stuff." The smile didn't dim, though. Somebody might think she was proud of him, if they were looking for it.