Outside Room 306, Friday Evening

[psycho_barbie]

After spending most of the day hiding in the Journalism classroom after her clothes disappeared (wtf?), Callisto made a break for her room.

Pity she had to pick all the locks one-handed while dressed only in a pair of boxers.

Stupid paranoid former roomie.

[ooc: she's standing in the hall, so it's open, yo.]

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[notstakedyet]

Friday night. He was only wearing a pair of black silk boxers. Why not say hi to the girlfriend?

"You too, huh?"

[psycho_barbie]

If anything could distract Callisto from her current predicament that was it. One arm still firmly planted across her chest, she gestured at the door. "Could you give me a hand?"

[notstakedyet]

Angel looked it over. It was a measure of his chivalry that he actually looked at the door to help his girlfriend out, instead of making more prolonged eye contact with the above the waist area. "This booby trapped? 'cause I could physically break the locks."

[psycho_barbie]

Callisto didn't really mean to thwap him, it was just an automatic reaction to the word 'booby'.

"Just Bridge's, and that's already unlocked."