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[_heather_v]

I can't believe it! Today Principal Emerson told me that the play is canceled. Completely, utterly canceled. I tried to assure him that the production could be salvaged, but he was adamant. Now, I know that some really shocking things have gone on with several of the performers. For instance Sophie--I would never have imagined her depressed enough

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[stefan_d]

"I don't guess I'm going anywhere," I say, sippin' at my beer. "This is home to me now, weird as it is."

I reach out and goose Astra as she walks by, and she smacks me. Ya know, there's nothin' like friends who are as close as family. Hell. I like my friends better than most of my family anyhow. Chuckling, I turn back to Heather. "This place kinda grows on you."

[_heather_v]

I raise my brows at the playfulnss with the waitress, but don't comment. A little Neanderthalish, but I certainly didn't mind the one night.

I pick up the drink she left and take a good swig. "I suppose it does," I agree. "Maybe that's why I decided to come back here when I needed a change. Although, it's not the same. My parents retired and moved to Pheonix, and most of my school friends are off to other places now."

[stefan_d]

"Everything seems different after you grow up," I agree. "You know, I've thought about it, and I'm not sure if I ever wanna live in New York again." 'Course, there's the fact that most of my family's nuts; that doesn't help.

I finish my beer and trace my fingers through the condensation left from the heavy glass.

[_heather_v]

I nod. "Big cities are lonely, in spite of all the people. L.A. was not exactly the exciting single life I'd expected it to be. Not that there's all that much to do around here, but the company is nice, anyway." I smile, finding myself a little mesmerized by the movment of his fingers. I wouldn't mind being that beer mug right now.

[stefan_d]

I smile back at her. "Y'know, Heather, I think I must be getting old. It doesn't bother me that there's nothin' to do in Sunnydale." I shrug.

Willy picks up my empty mug and I nod and thank him.

[_heather_v]

"You, old?" I laugh. "Hmm, not from what I remember." I finish my rum and coke and set the glass down, swirling the ice in the bottom of the glass a bit.

"I guess it's just I suddenly find myself with a lot more time on my hands. And I can't get excited about hanging out at the Bronze like I did as a girl." I shrug. "Guess I can catch up on my reading."

[stefan_d]

Compliments are always nice. I tip her a wink and say, "Good to know I'm not too old."

I turn sideways a little, resting my elbow on the bar top. "I get the feeling the Bronze is more of a teenage hangout, so yeah. I've stayed clear of that myself."

[_heather_v]

"Let's say, just the right age," I reply, returning the wink. "Yes, I wouldn't really care to run into my students on the dance floor. It makes it a little hard to cut loose." I look around the bar, noticing the usual pale gang types in the corner. "It's a pity this place doesn't have dancing that's more adult oriented."

[stefan_d]

"I'm not much of a dancer, but yeah, that could be cool."

I glance at the clock over the bar. Gettin' late. Work tomorrow. Sometimes I hate being responsible. I begin haulin' stuff out of my front jeans pocket, looking for my house key; I broke my keyring the other day, so my house and car keys are just loose. I set a handful of change, my protection charm from Taf and the keys on the bar, then pick my house key out of the mess.

I begin repocketing things, saying, "Guess I'd better think about hittin' the road. 5 o'clock comes early."

[_heather_v]

Something shiny and light green draws my attention to the pile of stuff Stef piles on the bar. A stone of some sort? What would he bedoing with that unless--if Taffy made a protective charm for her boyfriend, wouldn't she do the same for him? Hmmm.

"I should go, too, I have school tomorrow. Want a ride home?" I grin a little. "I promise to be good and not follow you in this time."