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Monday

Pippi made pancakes, Walter dished toppings, and Xander (as well as a hungover Bridge) was there to consume them, because he's a nice guy like that. He also talked to Willow and Cally.

Tuesday

There was Scoobying, during ( Read more... )

Note on the door of 121: Gone adventuring, yay.

Xander was heading down to the 2nd floor common room. As you do. Really he was.

And then this happened. Followed by this. And finally this.

At which point? Shower and bed seemed a hell of a lot more relaxing than the Common Room.

After the play -- during which Xander noticed Molly was not, in fact, twelve, was somehow convinced to wear the squeaky leather after all, and then suddenly became decidedly not himself -- Xander, freshly showerinated and thus most assuredly deleatherated, headed out of 406 on a quest for snacks. As you doAnd said sure, why not, to going along ( Read more... )

Art History featured sharing of flags and teasinating of Rory with a side-order of backdrop-painting.

Music -- which Xander is not in, so he was not there, saw an appearance by the elusive Twinkie-thief. And some people in leather pants (and skirt yay go Ninja Vin Diesel). This is a complete coincidence. And also Xander was not there.

He was in ( Read more... )

Really late early drunk.

Though Xander may well have thought it was the roof. It's about as far as he got after stumbling out of Rory's room and retrieving his laptop from 406.

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