[Room 311, After Classes]

[x5_alec]

Alec headed back to his room after Hunting to change his clothes for cheerleading. Sure, his ribs still hurt like a bitch, but he wasn't about to skip it when he didn't know if anyone was covering.

When he went to pull off his shirt, he ended up sitting down with a groan. ...Maybe cheerleading would be late.

[OOC: door's open! ...yes, literally.]

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[saltandammo]

Dean knew when Hunting ended and when Alec didn't come back to The Place, he went searching for him. Just to make sure he wasn't doing something stupid.

He found Alec in his room and paused in the doorway long enough to figure out what was going on. "And just where do you think you're going?"

[x5_alec]

Alec looked up, managing to only look vaguely guilty as he struggled with his shirt, half-way off. "Cheerleading?"

[saltandammo]

"No."

[x5_alec]

"Dude, I dunno if Buffy's going to be there or not," he said stubbornly, hunching over very carefully to pull his shirt off the rest of the way.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye just happens to be wandering around on the third floor. Which isn't true, but hey, she's allowed to want to check up on someone every now and then. So when she sees the door open, she's happy to stick her head in and say, "So how are the meds treating you?"

[x5_alec]

"I have to take enough to knock out a horse every time I turn around," he said, grumbling from the bed where he was perched, bandaged and uncomfortable. "And I mean that literally - turning around hurts like hell."

[fates_jaye]

She leans in the doorway, saying, "Then don't turn around. Seriously, you have a prime opportunity to laze here and no one will stop you."

[x5_alec]

"I did that already," he whined. "Like, Monday? I was in bed aaaaall day." Alec picked at his bandages, grimacing.