Room 121 [Thursday Night]

[bridge_carson]

Even though he hadn't been the one saying goodbye to everyone, the day had still been kind of tiring, from an emotional point of view. The fashion show in the fifth floor common room had provided an... interesting change of pace, at least.

But now it was much later, and the door was closed and it was just the two of them.

[ooc: for... well. i should hope that's obvious. also nws omg.]

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Re: Friday Morning

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Which results in *Bridge* making an unintelligible noise, as well as bucking his hips a little.

Re: Friday Morning

[soldtoarmenians]

Every once in a while, Xander's all too happy to be the guy on top. More or less. This would be one of them. Granted you could argue all day about who's on top in this scenario since the noises Bridge is making might as well be direct orders.

Re: Friday Morning

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

And it's not like anyone's telling *him* to shhh, so Bridge... doesn't.

Re: Friday Morning

[soldtoarmenians]

"Shhh, we're supposed to be hiding," Xander pauses to point out.

Re: Friday Morning

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey. You're not supposed to *stop*," Bridge points out in return. He does lower his voice, though.

Re: Friday Morning

[soldtoarmenians]

"That wasn't a stop, it was a pause," Xander says. Except not really because it's kind of unintelligible.

Re: Friday Morning

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"S'better," Bridge informs Xander. In a whisper. "Muuuuuch better."

Re: Friday Morning

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander sort of snickers, and gives a thumbs-up, then puts his hands to better uses too.