010: [location: buffy's basement] & some [visual] strange bedfellows?
Xander is used to many things being in his bed. Casually discarded comics, for example. The occasional lonely forgotten sock. Sometimes Buffy, covered in mud and demon goo, because she thinks she's in her bed and not his, that's happened once or twice.
Very occasionally there's a sexy woman in his bed, though (much to his continued disappointment) this hasn't happened for a long, long time. Not that he'd ever admit that, of course. So when he wakes, blearily, eyepatch thankfully still on through carelessness, and sees Uhura lying next to him, in all her tank top and boxer shorts glory, he does the natural thing and assumes he's dreaming.
"Oh, I've had this one." He says to himself, not bothering to move. "Xena should show up any minute."
[ooc: tablet left on unwittingly, should anyone like to troll! ;)]
Very occasionally there's a sexy woman in his bed, though (much to his continued disappointment) this hasn't happened for a long, long time. Not that he'd ever admit that, of course. So when he wakes, blearily, eyepatch thankfully still on through carelessness, and sees Uhura lying next to him, in all her tank top and boxer shorts glory, he does the natural thing and assumes he's dreaming.
"Oh, I've had this one." He says to himself, not bothering to move. "Xena should show up any minute."
[ooc: tablet left on unwittingly, should anyone like to troll! ;)]