239/240 - Friday evening

[notcalledlizzie]

Elizabeth returned to her room happily ladden down with books. Lots and lots of books.

She'd also grabbed the post on the way up, and idly wondered what Janet had ordered from Logitech. She dropped the box on the bed and moved to the bookshelves, ready to reorder them.


[[ooc: door's open]]

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[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"I know," Elizabeth nodded, reaching her arms around Janet to hug her back.

[janet_fraiser]

"Do you feel better?" asked Janet. "Did you still want to talk about it?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"A little better," Elizabeth admitted. "But I don't think I really want to talk about it anymore right now."

[janet_fraiser]

"I didn't really think so," said Janet. "What do you want to talk about, then?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Firstly how we should possibly move from the floor, because my butt is going numb?" Elizabeth suggested lightly.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet giggled. "Mine too; I just didn't want to say anything." She disentangled her arms from Liz and stood up, then reached out to help Liz stand. "Your bed or mine?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Yours," Elizabeth grinned, taking the offered hand and standing. "Mine isn't actually properly made."

[janet_fraiser]

"Oh, no," said Janet. "Mine seems to have a box on it, though. What's that?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth blushed slightly. "There didn't seem to be much point in making it up when I wasn't really using it," she admitted. "Um. You had post. I brought it up earlier."

[janet_fraiser]

"I'm only teasing," said Janet, smiling. "Contrary to popular belief, not all members of the armed forces are trained into permanent anal-retentiveness about having the bed made constantly." She went over to the box, somehow forgetting to let go of Liz's hand along the way. "Hm. I wonder what it is? Logitech?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Just the Navy?" Elizabeth grinned, happily being led across the room. "You've not ordered anything then? So much for hoping it was another bikini!"

[janet_fraiser]

"No, I got the new bikini a couple of days ago," Janet said distractedly, then realized what she'd said and blushed. "I don't know what this is."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Elizabeth asked, raising an eyebrow and grinning. "Does that mean it's fashion show time later?" She let go of Janet's hand and moved to stand behind her, wrapping her hands around Janet's waist and leaning forward. "I guess the only way to find out is to open it then, right?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Um, yeah," said Janet, flushing a deeper red. "Fashion show time. Definitely." She looked around. "I just need to find a pair of scissors or a box cutter."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Good," Elizabeth smiled, although she was watching the blushing with amusement and concern. "Hon, is there something I should know about this bikini?" She looked around too. "Um. Pass?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Um. Daniel called when I was trying it on the first time," she blurted out, then dove for her nightstand to look for a box cutter.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth dropped down to sit on the bed next to the box, glancing back at Janet. "Then why are you blushing?" she asked, confused.

[janet_fraiser]

"We were talking about the beach and about sunbathing and um--" Janet found her box cutter and sat down on the bed. "Suddenly things got a little, um. Out of control. And I wasn't wearing anything by the end of the conversation."

Very, very red.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth's eyes widened. "Oh," she exclaimed.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet nodded, opening the box up. "It was fun," she blurted out. "But unexpected."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth was blushing slightly herself, as she turned to lie face down on the bed, looking up at Janet. "I just wish I could have been there to help," she admitted.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet paused as she was removing the padding from the box, then glanced down at Liz. "Oh. Um, wow. That would've made it better." She bit her lip. "I was describing everything to him. What I was doing to myself, I mean."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth's eyes were still wide, and she crawled up the bed slightly. She bit at her lip. "How come I don't get phone calls like that?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Because when I called you from the Carribean, Daniel was just through a glass door from me," said Janet. "I wanted to, though."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Okay, good point," Elizabeth admitted, resting her head against Janet's leg. "Next time perhaps?"