[PWitter]: Hey, Potter, what're you doing online at this ungodly hour?

Joey blinked at her computer monitor. It was 3 a.m. She'd been online since 10, searching for material she needed for a paper due the next week. She hadn't even realized it was so late until Pacey's message appeared.

[JPotter]: Browsing through porno, Pacey. As I'm sure you've been doing, too.

[PWitter]: Actually, I was uploading naked pictures to my website.

[JPotter]: Exactly. Although why anyone would want to see naked pictures of you is beyond me.

[PWitter]: Tsk, tsk, Potter. You're revealing what's in that naughty brain of yours. Who said the pictures were of me?

Joey smiled in spite of herself, thinking quickly for a response.

[JPotter]: You didn't have to say it, Pacey. We both know the only naked body you've had the opportunity to see lately is your own.

[PWitter]: Ah, but do you really know that for sure? {eg}

[JPotter]: Ugh, spare me the gory details.

[PWitter]: I'll have you know, I've gotten plenty of hits.

[JPotter]: Really? How many times a day do you go online to look at yourself?

[PWitter]: *lol* Seriously, Potter, why're you up so late? It's Thursday. Only slackers like me stay up this late on a school night.

[JPotter]: I was searching for material I need for a paper due next week. Didn't realize what time it was.

[PWitter]: Hehe. Should've known it'd be school-related.

[JPotter]: Well, some people actually think it's helpful to finish their work ahead of time, Pacey.

[PWitter]: As opposed to people like me. But you love me anyway. :-)

She paused, her hands hovering over the keyboard. Several long minutes passed.

[PWitter]: Potter? Sleep on me already? Drool isn't good for computer keyboards, you know.

She shook herself out of her reverie. Good old Pacey. Never serious for more than five minutes at a time.

[JPotter]: Still here. But your razor-sharp wit is enough to put me to sleep. I think I'm gonna crash.

[PWitter]: I'm going back to those pictures. Gotta keep the fans happy, y'know? Goodnight, Potter.

[JPotter]: Night, Pace. See you tomorrow.

[PWitter]: Tomorrow is actually later. :-) Sweet dreams, Jo.

Joey logged off and went to bed, staying awake for a while longer and staring at the ceiling with a small smile on her face.

Sweet dreams, Pacey.