MCA0: Tuesday Night

[needsaparrot]

Break week is nice. Break week without a boyf-- huh. Xander can't call him the B-word-person anymore, can he? Anyway, break-week when the person who used to be your b-word-person is fifteen years and a dimension away is kind of... b-wordy. The kind of b-word that -- without threats of vengeance, work to do or other people's good news to help celebrate -- ends in oring.

At least until his phone starts playing a certain Simon and Garfunkel tune.

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[For the, um. F-word person. Which yes, sometimes is you, Jamie, but not this time. Will also be a linkdrop when I get around to it.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

And Bridge's blush is probably about as audible as his earlier grin. "Well, he'll just have to do without. Because I may not have a tattoo that says as much, but I'm not interested in sharing it with anyone who's not you."

[needsaparrot]

"Or shooting laser bolts out of it?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"That either," Bridge says, rolling his eyes. "It just seems uncomfortable."

[needsaparrot]

The reply is more of a wheeze than a snicker, this time.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"*What*?"

[needsaparrot]

"Dork."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I am *so* expecting cupcakes when I get home," Bridge says sternly.

[needsaparrot]

"Hey, I know which button makes those now, and everything!"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"So you're not gonna mix it up with the pickles button again then, right?"

[needsaparrot]

Xander makes a face. "Dude, no. Lesson learned."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Good," Bridge says. "And, I'm kind of getting death glares from certain roommates who are not Anders here so I'm gonna have to go," he continues.

[needsaparrot]

"Just tell him you know where to get pictures of him in a banana suit and you're not afraid to use them," Xander answers. "But okay. Night. Love you."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge snickers. "Love you too," he says.