"It's been a wonderful evening, Felix." Lex was perched on Felix's lap, dainty in his position but not at all subtle in his determination for... Closeness. "It's always a wonderful evening with you, Alex." Lex blushed, wriggling closer with intent, but paused as a strange sound emerged from the darkness of the hallway. It sounded like rolling, or scraping. Strange indeed, as it was carried with horrendous out of tune humming. Felix groaned, the sound lost against a belting of Don't stop believing that erupted in immediate clarity. "Christopher." Roller skating in the house again.














