Room 234/236 : Saturday evening

[mparkerceo]

Ring.

Please ring.

Ring, damn you!

Thinking hard at the phone doesn't make it ring any faster. Especially about certain plans that might be in effect. In case anyone was wondering. Parker couldn't seem to stop herself, though.

[for a very specific set of guys, then open!]

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wasn't feeling too terribly social, but, well, Parker had offered, and she'd always been pretty good when it came to listening. And she wasn't actually involved, which was nice.

An outside perspective might be just what she needed.

She knocked gently.

[mparkerceo]

Parker was still feeling a combination of glee and *facepalm* over that phonecall, but no way was she going to get to sleep now. She opened the door and smiled. "Hey. Come on in. Want something to drink?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Something alcoholic? Because if so, yes."

[mparkerceo]

"That bad, hunh? Sure. I've got some rum. Or scotch?" She wandered over to her cabinet, and cocked her head. "Have a seat, get comfortable. You're catching me in the best mood I've had in weeks."

[nadiathesaint]

"Rum," Nadia said. "Still having nightmares?"

It was so much easier to help other people with their issues than to face her own.

[mparkerceo]

"Fragments of them," Parker admitted, thinking of how she'd woken up a couple times the night before. "Nothing I can catch onto. Anxiety-inducing, though." She handed over a glass of rum, then asked, "Ice or Coke with that? And what's going on with you?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Coke." Nadia found herself a seat on the floor and pulled on knee up to her chest. "Did you hear about what happened when we went to get Bel from where he was after he died?"

[mparkerceo]

"A lot of things happened," Parker said cautiously, thinking of Anders and Phoebe. Pouring the Coke into the glass, she handed it off. "Which thing are you referring to, specifically?"

[nadiathesaint]

"The . . . bond thing. Connection. I don't know. Where we can feel what he feels and the other way around. I think that's messing with me."

[mparkerceo]

"Oh, that. It's still not fixed? I thought Phoebe was going to do a spell to reverse it," Parker said, looking worried. "Especially after, um. That Radio broadcast of yours."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shrugged. "It's not. Blair and I tested it the other night. And yesterday. . . . Let's just say I really don't want to have to keep feeling Bel like that."

[mparkerceo]

"God, I don't blame you one bit. Too creepy. And, to judge by Daisy? Far too frequent." Parker decided to celebrate and poured herself a rum'n'Coke as well. "So it's been making your life difficult? Uncomfortable?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Try living hell." Nadia took a large gulp of her drink and then tried for cheerful. "It nearly made me cheat on Walter yesterday, for one thing."

[mparkerceo]

"Ooooooo." Parker winced. "Okay. Points: nearly? And: made you? And finally: with who?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia sighed. Here came the hating part. "I'll start from the beginning, I guess. 72 hours earlier I went to talk to Bridge yesterday, about the bond? And suddenly I had this huge urge to . . . well, to go sleep with Chad. I mean, I like Chad, a lot, and I think he's really hot, and I know he likes me, but for some reason I was suddenly convinced I could just go sleep with him and not tell Walter and everything would be fine. And Chad was . . . I don't know, he was into it, but he kept asking if I was sure and I realized I couldn't do that to Walter. So I put my shirt back on and ran out. Now Teddy's pissed off, and he has every right to be, and Chad looked like I'd probably destroyed him when I left and Walter. . . ."

And Walter had said he loved her. And she'd said it back. And part of her still thought of that as being the worst part.

[mparkerceo]

"Ohhhh, boy." Spell-induced horniness for the wrong person... Parker was very, very glad that hadn't hit her-- well, aside from Anakin. And that had been totally delusional. Parker shook her head, then said quietly, "And Walter? Did he understand this at all?"