MCA0: Friday Night

[needsaparrot]

After visiting Cam in the clinic, Xander had made his way home for some dinner. Except when he got there, he'd flopped onto the couch and flipped the tv on just to relax for a second, and.... well, he'd get up any minute now. Really.

[OOC: For the B-word-person.]

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[bridge_carson]

It's a somewhat-grumpy-looking Bridge who lets himself in to the apartment, duffel bag slung over his shoulder. "Hey," he says, doing a couch flop of his own.

[needsaparrot]

"Hey." Xander looks up from the tv and blinks at Bridge's expression. "You're unsmiley. What's up?"

[bridge_carson]

"Got an email this afternoon," he says, making a face. "Cruger wants us back for a training thing."

[needsaparrot]

Xander frowns. Not that he had specific plans for the rest of the weekend, but there are still ice cream experiments to be performed, dammit. "How soon?"