MCA #0, Thursday night

[needsaparrot]

Unlike Monday night, Xander wasn't drinking to see how drunk he could get. (Or counting nipples.) He was just sitting in his living room, the tv turned down low, a tumbler of non-black, non-evil somethingorother in his hand, thinking about... well, Things.

Also, wondering if he should call back, now that a check of his phone revealed he hadn't

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[bridge_carson]

Okay, so he'd called and Xander had been fine. But what if something had happened in between that time? He had to check and make sure.

Which is why he was knocking on Xander's door somewhat anxiously.

[needsaparrot]

Xander gets up to answer it, setting his drink aside. When he opens the door, he frowns slightly, wondering if he's developed people-summoning powers or something. "...hey."

[bridge_carson]

And clinging in 3, 2, 1...

"Hey."

[needsaparrot]

"Um........."