MCA Apartment Zero (not Pi), Sunday Evening

[needsaparrot]

Waiting around to hear from certain people who dropped major bombshells on him then ran off to spend the weekend someplace that might possibly have corpses? Why no. Alternating that with worry about other people, just for a change of pace? Of course not.

After all, Xander'd had a busy week. He'd rented two apartments (three if you counted the one for the chalk), met or re-met a bunch of very pretty interesting arms people, and been called cute on the radio. Plenty to think about that wasn't corpse-related.

So not thinking about that. At all. Nope.

[OOC: for a couple of returning wayfarers.]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker giggled a little tiredly. "Zero's got that covered. And Weiss. Isabel is squarely in the No Man's Land of Friends With Both of Us, and doing okay. You don't have to hate him now." She snickered. "Listen to me, all mag-nan-i-mous. He just, he--" She took another gulp, then burst out with, "He's too clueless to hate forever, Xander. And I hurt him too much too. So. Do-over. That's all."

[needsaparrot]

Xander nodded. "I...get that, yeah. Do-overs are good, when you can get 'em."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Trying to be." Parker took another slow sip, then studied him over the rim of her glass. "Are you okay? With this do-over? And being here, when we're all the same, and... you're not?"

And she couldn't bring up Bridge, but it's not like she was avoiding the topic, either.

[needsaparrot]

"Okay?" Xander thought about it, and no, he wasn't sloshed on a glass and a half of wine, but it did smooth the sharp edges of his brain a little. "I dunno. I'm here. Wanted that for so long, and then finally had to give up wanting it that hard if I was gonna do anything else, you know? And now I'm here. And...what you said."

Except not, not really. Things had changed here too, just maybe less.

"So maybe okay's not the word. But it feels like the right place to be."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Do-over," Parker repeated, nodding a little. "And see how it goes." She raised her glass. "Toast to it?"

[needsaparrot]

Xander leaned over and clicked his against hers, maybe a little too loudly. "How about to getting things right?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Even better!" She tinged her glass against his hard enough to ring, then grinned at him, bright and open. "So very glad you're back, Xander."