Xander Wilson (risinghellborn) wrote in halcyon_houses, @ 2008-07-27 21:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | alice, xander |
Week Fourteen: Sunday Afternoon
Who: Xander and Alice
Where: Alice’s room
When: Sunday Afternoon
Why: Alice needs a practice partner, and a laugh
It was times like this that Xander was glad that he had quite a selection of clothing. Some might almost consider him a girl just for the sheer variety that he kept in his closet. One never knew what they would have to dress for after all, least that was what he told himself. He also had quite the collection of shoes. Hiking, running, workout, tennis, and formal types, as well the typical flip-flops that went with all beach types.
One of those items included a nearly ankle length leather trench coat that he was putting to good use at that very moment. Pulled around him, it kept him from revealing to every person in both houses just what he was wearing underneath it. After all, the deal with Alice was that he wore it, not that he showed it off to the entire school. That part was convinently left out of the deal. It was not the first time he did some silly stunt like this to get a laugh after all. He had many years of experience being a goofball.
He rubbed the back of his neck as he slung his guitar case over his shoulder. He also grabbed himself a backpack of extra clothing. ‘Just in case’. She might let him change after all, though he doubted it. Especially if she actually kept up her end of the bargain and dressed in that schoolgirl outfit. It would be amusing to see, but she was definitely an interesting character from her actions over the computer.
Getting into Zephir, and up the hallway proved to be less of an obstacle than he had expected. The guard grumbled at him, but let him pass when he explained how he was only returning the girl’s sheet music from their practice the day before in one of the other common rooms. He had been soooo hoping they’d be like the dorm security at UCLA, which was horridly easy to get around.
It would only be a couple of moments after that, that the Incubus knocked on the door to Alice’s room. “Avon Lady, can I interest you in some nice makeup?”