iftomorrow
My body felt like it hasn't slept in weeks.. literally. I crashed harder than alcoholic driving on a Friday night. With the battle with The First includin' bein' Ms. Little Slayer babysitter for the girls.. heh. Never really got the chance to actually sleep, y'know?
Sleep decided not to come to me though for some reason. I probably laid there for only a couple of hours before I decided to just roll outta bed and get myself cleaned up. I kinda.. well.. dropped off it though. Yeah, I wasn't graceful but I really didn't give a shit. I felt like a limp noodle.. not like I didn't have a reason. Some wicked stuff went down tonight -- and it wasn't just The First's new trick. Talk 'bout gettin' your kinks on.
I took one glance toward Sparky before draggin' myself to the bathroom. Closing the door I turned on the light and looked at myself in the mirror which wasn't the prettiest of sights.. looked like I was tossed 'round a bit.. in the back of a humvee.. loaded with spare tires.
".. well, Faith, was it worth it?" I asked out loud to myself.
Turning on the faucet I soaked my hands and rubbed my face down in hopes to wake me up more. I'd lie if I said I hated it.. and I'd lie if I said I regretted it so what does a gal do? I can understand why she always goes for the fangy boys.. I mean, gotta think of it this way, me an' B.. we were never normal the moment our slayer chords were sung. We're supernatural. And we need some supernatural to keep up with us if we want our darker needs fulfilled. More than likely it'll probably end up all 'hush-hush' though 'cause of Sparky still bein' hung up over B. He really doesn't need the drama that came with this package tonight. Burn it in the fire, I'd say.
I sighed. Whatever.
Y'know what I really needed before I met up with the White Hats? A shower.. my body was seriously itchin' for one. I stepped in it and turned the knob completely faced to sizzlin' hot.. jus' how I like my men. Lettin' the steamy hot water cascade over my body like the hands of a thousand lovers all at once. That was liftin' in itself.
I didn't spend long in the shower, though. Wasting little time I turned the water off and stepped out, not bothering to dry my hair much before wrapping a towel around me and returning to the other room.
... where'd he put those cigarettes?
Sleep decided not to come to me though for some reason. I probably laid there for only a couple of hours before I decided to just roll outta bed and get myself cleaned up. I kinda.. well.. dropped off it though. Yeah, I wasn't graceful but I really didn't give a shit. I felt like a limp noodle.. not like I didn't have a reason. Some wicked stuff went down tonight -- and it wasn't just The First's new trick. Talk 'bout gettin' your kinks on.
I took one glance toward Sparky before draggin' myself to the bathroom. Closing the door I turned on the light and looked at myself in the mirror which wasn't the prettiest of sights.. looked like I was tossed 'round a bit.. in the back of a humvee.. loaded with spare tires.
".. well, Faith, was it worth it?" I asked out loud to myself.
Turning on the faucet I soaked my hands and rubbed my face down in hopes to wake me up more. I'd lie if I said I hated it.. and I'd lie if I said I regretted it so what does a gal do? I can understand why she always goes for the fangy boys.. I mean, gotta think of it this way, me an' B.. we were never normal the moment our slayer chords were sung. We're supernatural. And we need some supernatural to keep up with us if we want our darker needs fulfilled. More than likely it'll probably end up all 'hush-hush' though 'cause of Sparky still bein' hung up over B. He really doesn't need the drama that came with this package tonight. Burn it in the fire, I'd say.
I sighed. Whatever.
Y'know what I really needed before I met up with the White Hats? A shower.. my body was seriously itchin' for one. I stepped in it and turned the knob completely faced to sizzlin' hot.. jus' how I like my men. Lettin' the steamy hot water cascade over my body like the hands of a thousand lovers all at once. That was liftin' in itself.
I didn't spend long in the shower, though. Wasting little time I turned the water off and stepped out, not bothering to dry my hair much before wrapping a towel around me and returning to the other room.
... where'd he put those cigarettes?