Room 238, Sunday afternoon

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After leaving the common room, Aeryn brings Cameron back to 238. After all, if she and Vala couldn't tell them apart while they were wearing the same clothing, Cam could probably borrow clothes from the room. And Aeryn may hit the next person who calls John pudgy just for that reason.

"There may be some things in the closet," she says, though for all she knows it's only her stuff and Angel's, and John's clothes are all on the floor.

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Cool. Thanks," Cameron says and realises he's still holding the paintbrush and puts it down on the television before moving to the closet. "So you guys made up?" He asks carefully.

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Aeryn nods, glancing towards the bed where John's sleeping. "I think we're okay," she says.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron only now notices John and lowers his voice. "Good," he says and hopes it's a good sign or something. He pulls out a jeans, shirt and sweatshirt which look pretty clean. Then turns and stares at Aeryn for a moment. "Err... Can I use the bathroom to get changed?" Being homeless sucks.

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All things considering, she wasn't planning on him changing out here. "Go ahead," she nods.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Cool, thanks." Cameron bounces into the bathroom to get changed.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

He's not typically a light sleeper but something wakes John up. So, he rolls over, rubs his eyes and looks around, still adjusting to just waking up.

"Anyone there?" John calls out blearily.

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"Hi," she tells him quietly. She nods toward the bathroom door. "I told Cameron he could borrow some clothes."

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John blinks a little and peers at the bathroom door. Sounds of muttered cursing can be heard and John blinks some more.

"Okay." He yawns and stretches. "I'm, um, gonna stay here because I'm only in a pair of boxers and much as I like Cam, I don't like him that much."

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She nods in agreement. "That would be why he's in there," she tells him.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"They squeak!" Cameron sighs and lets go of the pants. They don't sag too far. "I'll live."

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Aeryn hasn't stopped shaking her head at them both for a while. "For the record, Vala and I couldn't tell either of you apart," she says. "Just to remind you."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John flops back on the bed.

"I slept in my own bed last night," John taunts, "where'd you sleep?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"On Jaye's floor." He kinds sounds grateful for that.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Too bad," John says. "Jaye didn't let you sleep in her bed with her? You know, as just friends."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"What the hell are you implying?" Cameron scowls at John.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Well, she was admiring your leather pants yesterday..." John raises his eyebrows and smirks.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"And I got a girlfriend who I love! I'm not going to turn around and and..." He was too pissed to flail.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John's still lying lazily on the bed when Cam leaves.

"So, how are you feeling? Honestly?"

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Aeryn turns a little in her sitting position to face him. "Good," she says. "Honestly." Catharsis can do that for a person.

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"Good," he says and smiles. "No more feeling strange?"

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She shakes her head. "No. Um. Sorry about all of that," she says, and hates that it's her second apology of the day.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Honey, why?" He pats the space beside him. "You don't need to be sorry. It was obviously a big issue. I'm just glad you finally told me."

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Aeryn moves to sit beside him. "I don't like having big issues like that. And you shouldn't have had to deal with it."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"But we're in a serious relationship," John tells her, "and if something's bothering you, I want to help you with it. This was bothering you to the point of stress. Stop apologizing."

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"I really didn't know there was anything bothering me," she says. "I didn't expect that."