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After Bix had convinced Molly to stay in his room with him (he inwardly high-fived himself) she'd gone off to gather her things from the bunks and to get more blankets and pillows. Thankfully they'd discovered the damage in the morning and thus, had all day to make arrangements. The dorms had a ton of activity with people doing repairs, moving back in, and making bunking arrangements.

Thankfully he wasn't the only one with co-ed accomodations going on. There would be quite a few sleepovers tonight and not all of them would be booty calls.

Bix had been called by Gale to help him move in and so most of his day had been spent like that. When the dusk set in Bix came back around, took a shower, and realized that with the fog gone he'd acquired quite a bit of sunburn during the move. The sun was nice but he hadn't been prepared for the few days of strong rays and blue sky.

Bix left his door open for when Molly came by, and went about to rearranging his furniture. He was barefoot and in a tank top and sweats because of his glowing red skin he couldn't quite wear a full shirt. With huffs of effort he was pushing his bed into the corner of the room, against the wall and under the window, in an effort to free up as much floor space as he could.

Bix was whacking the corner of his bed with his butt, bare feet gripping the carpet for leverage. It thumped satisfyingly against the corner walls when Molly came knocking.

"Hey!" Bix was shiny and red, his hair in a high damp ponytail instead of his braid. His skin looked tender and there was a bottle of aloe on his desk that he'd been painstakingly applying as much as he could. "Just making more room."

There was a folded up blanket on the foot of the bed with the Justice League logo printed all over it. It looked soft, something he'd bought himself. "Helped Gale move today. He got a house but uhhh... sunburn."

Yes he should know better.

"Its really sunny. Almost normal!"

"Well usually it's so foggy.." He rubbed the back of his neck out of habit but then winced immediately. "I'm using aloe so it'll be fine." He gave her a grin. "Maybe I'll get tan!"

Never. Never, Bix.

He rose from his bed and walked around in the large empty floor spot he'd made. "It's no trouble really. Actually I think I like this better. Maybe I'll move my desk to that corner... and then I'll have all kinds of room." He ran his hand through his ponytail, the hair not crimped since he hadn't braided it yet. It was slightly wavy and he combed it a bit with his fingers to keep it from knotting. The majority of his dresser was covered in hair care products if she bothered to pay attention. It was one of the few things of his appearance that he paid careful attention to. "You think Gale would let us have a party? I think that's a great idea!! Wanna plan something, while you're here?"

He wondered how many nights it would be... oh boy-brains.

"I haven't been to a sleepover in forever. We should also have one at Gale's. ITS A HOUSE! College was sort of like a sleepover but they force you to live with strangers so it doesn't always work out." Bix laughed and then grabbed his blanket. He fluffed it out and it turned out to be about 6' x 6' and super fluffy and soft. He spread it out on the floor like they were having a picnic.

"VOILA!"

"Ah.. hmm.." Good thing he was so red, you couldn't tell he was blushy. "Yeah sure if you don't mind. My back is really hard to get myself." Bix moved to his desk's chair and sat on it sideways. The aloe was sitting there waiting of course but he didn't plan on stripping his shirt off until she came over.

"You should talk to Before about cooking. He loves cooking. Well baking mostly but I bet he would help. Even if Gale won't let us have a party, bringing him things would be nice. I think that's what you are supposed to do when someone gets a house." Bix pulled his long ponytail to the side, again running his hands through it. Since he didn't have it braided it was weird to not have anything to play with.

"Well I'm glad we aren't strangers anymore." He grinned a bit. Bix looked over the blankets and things she'd brought and gave an approving nod. "I'm sure there were a bunch of people looking for things. Seems like there will be tons of sleepovers tonight. Should be fun! We can gossip and braid eachothers haiiiiir.." Bix did a teasing girly voice and tossed his ponytail a bit. But then he stopped and put on a serial killer face. "Or tell scaaary stories."

Bix paused a moment before he pulled his tanktop off and tossed it onto the bed. The back of his neck was super red and it seemed to lighten until it reached a few inches above his waist. There was a gradual fade but he clearly had tied his jacket around his waist so it was pale pale white to his waistband. "Listen you can bake whatever. I just want to be taste tester, okay? I am kind of useless in a kitchen. I can make Easy Mac!" Just add water.

"I was just joking about the braiding.." He was actually afraid of falling into the 'too good of a friend to date' category and 'gay hair braiding friend' was coming to mind. "Have you ever straightened your hair before?" Bix looked over his shoulder at her.

"You have such great hair. In school girls paid so much money to get perms and curls. You are lucky.." Bix shrugged but smiled. "Sorry it must sound weird. I just had to learn about hair once mine got so long. Plus with my uhh condition I have to use certain things." Albino's white hair could easily get discolored by chemicals.

There was a pause when she pondered scary stories. "You know scary stories lose meaning I guess when you fight monsters all the time..." The more he thought about it, most people here were plagued by voices and shadows. They probably didn't like scary stories.

Bix laughed as she bungled his name but did wince just a bit when her hands first touched his skin. The aloe cooled but the contact stung. It was weird but thats what he got for being careless.

Oh yeah and Molly was rubbing his back. That was pretty great.

"I know I know.." He bowed his head a bit but it helped expose his red neck. "I've been hearing it my whole life. M'sorry.." He felt like his mom was yelling at him through Molly. Somewhere she sneezed.

"I bet we could do it. Get a straightener and try it some day? You'll look so different. I'm sure still adorable.. but definitely different. I bet people won't even recognize you." He peeked back at her again.

"Ooooh shopping." Bix was ready to come off of the topic about how irresponsible he was for not wearing sunscreen. Thankfully the aloe was helping his sore skin and muscles. "Sounds fun. Do you need company?"

The young man peeked back at Molly once more. "Do you need pajamas or anything? I have tshirts and shorts.. They'll probably be baggy but comfortable."

Honestly he was currently just enjoying the back and neck rub, even with the stinging he wasn't going to deny that it was nice.

Bix gave her a stern look suddenly. "Molly, come on. Just accept the offer sometimes. It's not putting me out to give you some pajamas to wear." He reached around and poked her in the side.

"It's okay to sleep in the bed and it's okay to take some offered help. We're friends right? Wouldn't you offer to me if I was in the same situation?" Her constant turning down of things was sort of cute but sometimes a little excessive. "And then you'd yell at me or go Hulk Molly for not taking your help if I tried not to?"

He looked back away from her as the last of his back was aloed. "People do these sorts of thing for each other. Because they want to. Besides if you dress in your clothes than I'll feel UNDER DRESSED so then I'll have to sleep in jeans and then you're just making it weeiiiird..." he teased.