band_of_freaks

Apr 22, 2004 19:43

Damn cops.

I walked into my room, my stride immediatly carrying me over to the bathroom as I flipped on the switch. My lip was hurting like hell now that the adrenaline has passed and I had a wicked headache. Once the lights turned on I squinted my eyes slightly, looking at my reflection in the mirror. Damn, he got me good.

My hand reached over to grab the toilet paper and I turned on the faucet to dampen the tissue. I pressed it against my injured lip to soak up the blood, rolling my eyes skyward as I sighed. So.. William the Bloody is in town, eh? The Scoobies will be wicked happy when that news reaches them. To tell you th' truth, the name didn't strike fear into my heart.. everytime I heard it I thought of a walking tampon.

"Bastard." I muttered, remembering his words. I threw the paper into the sink and turned off the light.. just wanting to get to bed. Even when I reached the comfort of the cushions my mind still drifted.. mainly on B and the others. I'm so sick of hearing her name.

Obviously I had to do somethin' 'bout that.
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