Who: Andrew and Ainsley When: Thursday night, late Where: Ainsley's place What: A bored geek, havoc ensues.
Andrew was bored, he was so bored he has never even known this level of boredom existed. Of course, a part of him said that he should just give it up and go to bed, but he didn't feel tired at all, so that just seemed silly. It was just too bad that he hadn't brought more things over here since he really didn't feel like going home, no, he was planning on snuggling up to Ainsley's sleeping form once he got tired enough. Thankfully though, Ainsley had a good collection of books, and even though way too many of them reminded him of his study sessions with Giles, he did find one with pretty pictures and had been busying himself with that one for at least ten minutes before he got bored of that too. He got up and stretched out his stiff legs and reached up to put the book back. It was, of course, just his luck that he'd always had a rather clutzy streak and somehow managed to knock into the bookcase, and for a moment the statue really didn't seem like it was going to fall, then, toppled over and fell gracefully to the floor, breaking into at least seven pieces with the loud noices that followed. Andrew stiffened up, his hand flying to his mouth as his eyes widened and fixed on the slighting ajar door to Ainsley's room. "shitshitshit" he fell to his knees and started gathering the pieces. "I can fix this..." He just hoped Ainsley was a heavy sleeper...