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I'm sitting on the porch after JT brought me home, and I don't want to go inside. And it's not only because I've just been kissed until I'm, uh, kind of incoherent. It's also because when I get in bed to go to sleep, I know I'll be staring at the ceiling and thinking about how freaking weird everyone's been acting lately.
Buffy? She's been acting a little bit like she did when Mom first got sick, like she's worried about what's going to happen but refuses to talk about it. Makes me worried that the next apocalypse is nigh. I so hope this one doesn't involve anyone dying.
Then there's Theresa. I have to remember to call her Theresa because the other day she told me not to call her Tres anymore. She's been really wiggy lately. Not as reckless as she was right after the Josh incident, but just... anxious. Jumpy and uneasy. I feel like I can't talk to her right now; guess I don't want to risk getting my head bitten off.
At least there's Prom to look forward to next weekend. It's just got to be better than the last dance I went to. Please?
Buffy? She's been acting a little bit like she did when Mom first got sick, like she's worried about what's going to happen but refuses to talk about it. Makes me worried that the next apocalypse is nigh. I so hope this one doesn't involve anyone dying.
Then there's Theresa. I have to remember to call her Theresa because the other day she told me not to call her Tres anymore. She's been really wiggy lately. Not as reckless as she was right after the Josh incident, but just... anxious. Jumpy and uneasy. I feel like I can't talk to her right now; guess I don't want to risk getting my head bitten off.
At least there's Prom to look forward to next weekend. It's just got to be better than the last dance I went to. Please?