Room 227 [Friday Evening]

[bridge_carson]

Today had been... well, to say it had been hard would have been something of an understatement. Saying goodbye to both Xander and Callisto had *hurt*.

So now Bridge is back in his room. Jeremiah and Cam-Mollusc are sitting on the shelf he'd cleared off for them, pressed up against the glass of their respective tanks and just watching each other.

And Bridge? Bridge is curled up on his bed, gloves off and paging through the scrapbook that Xander had made.

Right now, he doesn't feel up to talking to anyone. Too bad he didn't notice that he hadn't actually shut his door all the way.

[ooc: locked to the two who know who they are.]

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[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"I didn't want to be touched on Tuesday," she admits, crossing over to give Bridge a tight hug.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Part of me doesn't want to be," Bridge admits, finally. "Part of me wants it more than anything."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"And part of you wants to be alone," she guesses softly, not letting up on the hug. "But at the same time, you kind of need to be around other people." She smiles a little, not that Bridge can probably see. "If you're anything like me, that is."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"That's pretty much it exactly," Bridge nods.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory pulls out of the hug a little reluctantly. "Here if you need anything, okay?" she says quietly. "And that's the last you'll hear from me on that until you ask."

She glances around the room again. "Maybe you shouldn't be here," she suggests.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"What do you mean?" Bridge asks.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"We should do something," she says. She pauses, then says, "Adventure, maybe?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge thinks about this for a minute. He has to admit, doing something that wouldn't let him dwell on the badness of today could be a good idea.

"Okay," he says finally. "We... could do that, yeah."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Good. Let's go," Rory says. "Like...now."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge stands up and moves towards the doorway, grabbing his knapsack on the way.

"Wait," he says, pausing as he's halfway between the bed and the door.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory freezes, fearing the worst. "Yes?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I think Peter should come too," Bridge explains. "I mean, he's currently stuck as a tiny horse and living in a stable and that can't be all fun and games."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory blinks slowly, letting out a relieved breath. "That's fine with me, really. As long as he's good with stairs."