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After visiting Cam in the clinic, Xander had made his way home for some dinner. Except when he got there, he'd flopped onto the couch and flipped the tv on just to relax for a second, and.... well, he'd get up any minute now. Really.

[OOC: For the B-word-person.]

Date: 2008-03-01 05:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
Well, there's really only one response to that. Which is why Bridge slips his hand between Xander and the couch and gives a squeeze. "I don't know," he muses. "I'd give it six out of five stars, personally."

Date: 2008-03-01 05:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Or if I have X-Ray vision," Bridge points out. Not that he does.

Date: 2008-03-01 05:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"No," Bridge says. "But, uh..." he trails off, blushing.

Date: 2008-03-01 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
"Imightbekindofmentallyundressingyourightnow?" he admits. Why this causes him to blush when he actually *has* seen Xander naked is, well... it's Bridge.

Date: 2008-03-01 06:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
Bridge nods. "We've, uh. There's time. If you wanted to not be wearing pants. Or anything?"

Date: 2008-03-01 02:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com
Bridge's uncertain expression transforms into a grin. And then there is pouncing.

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