MCA0, Late Late *Late* Thursday Night

[needsaparrot]

If the apartment where Xander is waiting for a certain ex-jailbird -- no, the other one -- to finally make an appearance smells like leftover Chinese, it's probably the leftover Chinese. Food, that is; the delivery guy from Ching Tai didn't stay. Isabel had, for a while, but when the call finally came through that Bridge was on his way back, she'd taken it as her cue to head home and get some much-deserved sleep.

Xander hadn't had a lot of that himself in the last few days, not the good kind, but somehow he didn't have any problem waiting up.
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[OOC: For the water-spanning-structure-person. Best Roomie Ever handwavied with permission.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

After he'd seen Z back to her room, Bridge had seriously considered spending the night out in the hall. But then, he reasoned, Luke was incredibly unlikely to let Z sneak out on him, so he figured it was okay if he left.

Which is why he's letting himself in to Xander's apartment, closing the door behind him as quietly as he can, just in case Xander happens to be asleep. "Hello?" he calls out softly.