Facing the music

Jan 23, 2005 15:51

I followed Xander quietly into the house, trying to stay behind him so they'd at least have to hesitate before attacking me and beating out my stuffing. I was filled with a sort of nervous excitement - part of me wanted to bolt, and part of me was curious about what it would be like to see these people from my past after so long.

If they didn't kill me, that is.

I smiled sheepishly and looked around the room and gave a nervous little wave and a chuckle. "Hi guys."

((Open to all the B&B folks))
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