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Well, that was definately odd.
I'm talkin' about Cordy.
I hadn't much felt like going with them on the office tour, and as much as I would have loved to spend some time with Cordy, i'd seen the office a billion times and all the walls around here bored me to tears. But really, to be perfectly honest, it was being around her that gave me the heebies. Like I kept telling myself, there was something about her and I couldn't put my finger on it. It had definately sent my mojo through the spin cycle so all I could do is wander around with my head in a fog as I tried to sort this whole thing out.
I couldn't make up my mind about it though. Was it something to do with Cordy returning from wherever she was, like leftover residue that I somehow tapped into. Or was it that something really was different about her. Or maybe, .. maybe I was just being paranoid. Maybe the fact that it'd been so long since i'd even been in her presence kind of threw me through a loop. I couldn't decide.
I eventually made my way back up to my office. I had some paperwork I had to sort through, and I decided to use it as a distraction. I'd see how I felt next time I happened upon Cordy, and if I still felt the same way, i'd talk to Wes or Fred about it. Until then, there's no use worrying about it. ... or is there?
I'm talkin' about Cordy.
I hadn't much felt like going with them on the office tour, and as much as I would have loved to spend some time with Cordy, i'd seen the office a billion times and all the walls around here bored me to tears. But really, to be perfectly honest, it was being around her that gave me the heebies. Like I kept telling myself, there was something about her and I couldn't put my finger on it. It had definately sent my mojo through the spin cycle so all I could do is wander around with my head in a fog as I tried to sort this whole thing out.
I couldn't make up my mind about it though. Was it something to do with Cordy returning from wherever she was, like leftover residue that I somehow tapped into. Or was it that something really was different about her. Or maybe, .. maybe I was just being paranoid. Maybe the fact that it'd been so long since i'd even been in her presence kind of threw me through a loop. I couldn't decide.
I eventually made my way back up to my office. I had some paperwork I had to sort through, and I decided to use it as a distraction. I'd see how I felt next time I happened upon Cordy, and if I still felt the same way, i'd talk to Wes or Fred about it. Until then, there's no use worrying about it. ... or is there?