MCA0: Thursday Evening

[needsaparrot]

Xander hadn't forgotten what day it was just because there was a date yesterday too. In fact shopping for today might have something to do with why he was a little late for yesterday.

...And being a Harris might have something to do with why his apartment now smells like a combination of chocolate cake and burny, burny death.

Hooray for good ventilation systems? By which we mean a fan and a lot of open windows.

[OOC: For the gloved one. No, not you, Michael Jackson; get your own burnt cake. Up early for great Have You Met Us We'll Be SPing This Til Tuesday justice. Tumbles off the couch into NWSness.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"That does have a certain logic to it," Bridge muses thoughtfully. "Now I suppose the question is, whose present do we want to use first?"

[needsaparrot]

"The dice are closer," Xander points out. "And need less non-included hardware."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yet again with the logic," Bridge says. "One might say you're on a *roll*."

[needsaparrot]

Xander frowns and picks up the dice. "Is there a combo here that comes out to 'Pinch butt?' "

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I don't think so," Bridge says. "But didn't you mention something about that yesterday? So technically, you owe me one regardless."

[needsaparrot]

"So I do." Xander reaches over to take care of that problem.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I don't let just anyone do that, just so you know," Bridge informs him. "In fact, that's actually a Xander-only privilege."

[needsaparrot]

"See, and I'd been wondering," Xander says. No, he hasn't.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"...Really?"

[needsaparrot]

"Really not."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Good," Bridge says with a nod. "Just... good."

[needsaparrot]

"I never wonder." Xander shakes his head, cupped handful of pewter dice sliding along Bridge's knee. "Not about that."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I wonder, sometimes," Bridge admits. "How I ended up lucky enough to have you in my life, I mean. Not about the idea of you, uh..." he waves a hand vaguely.

[needsaparrot]

"Hard work, pure thoughts, and brushing your teeth after every meal?" Xander teases.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Mm, I'm not so good at that second one where you're concerned," Bridge admits. "But I guess two out of three was good enough."

[needsaparrot]

"Maybe you got points for being really good at impure thoughts?" Xander suggests. "Wait, no, I think that was me."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I think it's fair to say it's something we're both pretty good at."

[needsaparrot]

Xander shakes the dice in his hand. "Little help never hurts though, right?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"That's the idea," Bridge grins. "So go ahead!"

[needsaparrot]

Xander gives the dice another shake and lets them roll across the coffee table. "Place...toes... on knee." *blink* "That doesn't sound very dirty. I think maybe I broke the dice."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Rules are rules," Bridge says solemnly.

[needsaparrot]

Xander can't argue with that - well, he totally could, but he's not about to - so he leans back and rests his sockified toe on Bridge's knee.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Is this like Twister?" Bridge wonders. "I mean, do you have to leave your foot there for the rest of your turns?" He gives the dice a roll and comes up with brush fingers on neck. He leans closer, reaching over with one hand to brush his fingers against the back of Xander's neck. And then, since he's right there anyway, goes in for a kiss.

"That wasn't on the dice," he says. "But there should never be a rule against me kissing you."

[needsaparrot]

"I agree. There should be a rule about no having no-kissing rules." Xander nods. Then, "Maybe I don't have to leave my toe exactly there." Like he could slide it up a little...

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Works for me," Bridge replies. "To, uh. Both of those."