Saturday Morning, Naomi's room at the Arms

[lovechildblair]

After hearing the radio last night and particulary the part about Naomi and some dude named Lex 'getting it on', Blair had tried to meditate

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[callmenaomi]

Naomi and Lex had enjoyed themselves through the evening, slept a bit and were now enjoying themselves in the morning before heading out to do parent weekend type stuff. The knock at the door came as a bit of a surprise but Naomi wondered if maybe it was room service.

Of course she hadn't packed anything resembling a robe, so after a playful struggle with Lex, she grabbed the sheet off the bed and wrapped it around herself hapazardly as she came to the door. Now, Naomi Sandburg was never known for being body shy to begin with so, haphazard was really the word as she pulled open the door.

"Good mor... Blair, Sweetie!" She exclaimed happilly.

[guardianlex]

Lex, having nothing resembling clothes period, was forced to grab the discarded coverlet as he lounged back against the headboard. He wasn't really inclined to get up at the moment, although . . .

His eyebrow lifted. Wasn't Blair the name of Naomi's, er, ward?

[lovechildblair]

"Oh my god." Blair was more than shocked to see his mother wearing a sheet. Mostly wearing a sheet, that is and he averted his eyes from bits he didn't want to see only to see a whole lot of Lex that he didn't want to see.

"OH MY GOD!" Slamming his hands over his eyes, Blair moaned.

[callmenaomi]

Looking at first thoroughly bemused, then a bit exasperated, Naomi ran her hand through her mused hair and gave her son a fond shake of her head.

"Sweetie, really. Come on in and at least say hello to Lex, he's a very nice gentleman and I think his ward knows you."

See, in Naomi's mind this was a perfect set up for conversation and everybody being friends.