Parker settled back in to 234, watered the orchids, and cuddled Esme while she considered the last week. Athens had been awesome, for the few days she was there, but L.A. had been ... something else.
Bel (well, it was his body at least) was curious about what had happened in LA after he'd left. He'd seen Parker returning to the dorms, so he decided to stop by her room. If Angel or Logan had said anything about him, she'd know. And he'd rather know now than have it sprung on him later.
She didn't immediately start to jump him about Anders, that was a good sign. "Just saw that you'd returned," he said, leaning against the doorframe. "I figured I'd stop by and say hello and see how things went in LA after I left. Phoebe wasn't feeling well, so we came back early. Callisto okay? She wasn't herself when I saw her."
"No, she's not okay," Parker said shortly. "She got her memory back, but the pain was incredible. Angel and Logan are both idiots. And-- yeah. Not great." She rubbed her head, looking tired. "Although you telling AmnesiaCal that Logan stole Angel from her sure as hell didn't help there. Why were you being a jerk?"
"Welcome home, Parker, and happy New Year," Anders told her, his demeanor bright and cheerful despite the evident fatigue. "How was L.A.? Say hi to Angel for me?"
"I said a lot of things to Angel. Hi from you was on the list too," Parker said, wandering over to get a frappachino out of the fridge. "Along with 'you idiot', 'moron,' and 'what were you thinking?'"
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He knocked on the door.
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As he waited for her to respond, he tugged nervously at the hood of his sweatshirt and hoped nothing showed above it.
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