Room 409 : Friday night after Caritas

[lovechildblair]

Blair walked into his room and deliberatly avoided the blinking light on the phone. After the weirdness of the calls today, he didn't think there was any reason why he should check the messages tonight. He had had fun today, signing up for classes, playing with Sean, hanging out with Angel and even borrowing his clothes. Tonight, was the best.

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[dorky_broots]

The pile on Broots's bed moved. "Dja get mah message?"

[lovechildblair]

Blair glanced over at Broots bed, startled.

"Sorry man, I didn't know you were in here. You having a good night?" Blair picked up the phone to check the messages. "I didn't get it by this afternoon, but I haven't checked since I got back."

As he talks, he wades through another couple of weird messages until the mailbox is empty.

"Sorry man, nothing there from you. What did it say?"

[dorky_broots]

"Aside from three people hitting on me over the phone? Fine. I kinda misplaced a few shirts and was wondering if I left 'em in your closet. Large Hawaiian print on 'em. How's your evening?" One might think the pillows are talking.

[lovechildblair]

"I got the same thing, some guy even called me darlin and the doctor was talking about 'frelling' me or something." Blair glanced towards the closet. "Man, if there's clothes in there, they're yours. I've pretty much got what I'm wearing." Blair looked down at the oversized clothes. "Which aren't mine, and I think I left my clothes in Angel's bathroom."

Blair turned over and laid on his back, staring at the celing instead of the talking pillows. "It was good. I met some new people and I saw a magic trick. He pulled a quarter from behind my ear. That was great."