Room 317, Monday Night
Z lay sprawled on her bed, flipping through the copy of The Jade Flower she'd checked out of the library and snickering at some of the writing. She could probably do better than this. Well. Maybe.
((For someone who knows who he is. Probably going to be NWS.))
((For someone who knows who he is. Probably going to be NWS.))
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handwavilytooling around for a while, Alec found his way to room 317 and knocked.no subject
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So when he finally managed to pull his jaw back up off the floor
not literally, kthnx, he was grinning predatorily. And quite appreciatively. "So I get to hear my name in surround-sound, is what you're saying?"no subject
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"Don't go too easy on me, Z," he said in a low, amused voice, pulling the first Z closer to kiss her again. "I think I can take it."
[ooc: And now for the FTB! Brought to you by the loose morals of the future! Thank you to Z for making up for the, um, one lonely night he spent without company.]