The Club Fair, Gym, Friday Afternoon

[forhisfriends.livejournal.com]

Though he'd heard about something like it being in the works, the club fair wasn't what Simon had been looking for.

Regardless, it was what he found, just as it was being set up. He almost left straight away, to avoid being in anyone's way, but then his curiosity won out. So, he decided to stay and take a look at the club schedule.

Couldn't hurt, could it?

[ooc: Wait for the OCD! OCD achieved, have at!]

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Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"There was no swooning!" Toby said, although his eyes darted over in Sam's direction briefly. No swooning, but there had been tears and hand-holding and... yeah. "I did eventually end up in a coma though." A beat. "I got better."

Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[withasword.livejournal.com]

This was one of those 'doth protest too much' moments. Or protest too quick, anyway. Her eyebrow twitched upwards, "No swooning. Got it."

"And I can see that," she noted, still a hint of amusement in her eyes. "That might've put a crimp in your ability to be here, and sign up for... whatever you wanted to sign up for."

Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"The weird part is I actually got better on Sunday," Toby shared. "I just... woke up and I was fine. I don't even think I woke up in the clinic."

Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[withasword.livejournal.com]

"Were you in your coma at the clinic?" she checked. "Or was did you just drop in the middle of the park, or something?" Possibly waking up in the clinic would make sense. People weren't really in the state of mind to have remembered to take him to a doctor.

Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"I was," he confirmed. "I went there and Scully was all... super-thrilled to have someone to do brain scans on."

Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[withasword.livejournal.com]

"Gotta appreciate someone who loves their work..." Even if excitement over a brain scan was a little against the usual rules of bedside manners.

"I'm not even going to try and figure out how you got to somewhere else. Nothing about those couple days makes sense, and it's a Friday." Therefore nothing made sense. End of a week, no one should be expected to theorize.