writing!

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Anya has found paper and a writing utensil! She’s overjoyed at this.

Currently, she is sitting in room 202 curled up in a corner of the room and writing furiously on the paper. It’s the first time she’s been seen in the main room, but she has a mission.

Feel free to join her, ogle, laugh, make fun of (at your own risk), or whatever.

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[thexanwhosees]

There was a quiet chuckle at that enthusiasm.

"Whatcha up to, hon?" He asked as he walked over, and knelt down to lean lightly on her shoulders for peering over at her ...tight embrace... no, paper! Paper, that was it! Right.

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The sight of Xander is more than pleasant and brings a smile that crinkles her nose slightly to her lips. "I'm preparing for the evolution of money. These memoirs will bring us millions of dollars. Aren't I smart and yet deceptively attractive?"

[thexanwhosees]

"Absolutely," He smiled, and he kissed the top of her head.

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"Well you see those brilliant people like Einstein, the Wright Brothers, or Jesus. None of them are cute or even remotely attractive."

Anya tilted her head back and looked up to Xander. "I put candles in your apartment. Did you see them? It needs to be more homey. I'll attempt to acquire more frivilous objects to spread needlessly about and make it even more homey."

[thexanwhosees]

"Not like you, no. Well, some of those pictures of Jesus aren't bad." He then shrugged.

He came around to sit on the couch next to her, and put his arm around her, "I saw. It's nice." Just hopefully they won't have to worry about fire hazard anytime soon. But the extra lighting was nice for now.

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Anya settled in next to Xander almost too comfortably. "Once I get these memoirs finished, I'm sure we'll be able to make a profit. Then there'll be lots of candles and other frivilous objects."

And without missing a beat she looked sideways and up to Xander. "What are we?"

[thexanwhosees]

Xander was briefly taken back by her question. There was some of that famous directness of hers again.

"...Uh, what do you mean?" He blinked.

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"What are we relationship-wise and do I need to look elsewhere for sex? Did you know that people have sex here? There's a man who's about to have twins... well his girl is about to have twins, unless he's some odd form of species where the males do the bearing of the children. I have seen those forms of demon." Anya rambled.

"I did meet a girl who can't even touch her boyfriend. It made me realize how lucky I was to be able to touch you... I mean anyone. So what are we?" Her heart hung in the air, same old song and dance. She waited for it to be squashed and could already feel the anger rising inside of her.

[thexanwhosees]

"Well, haven't really asked around about people's sexual habits, Ahn." Xander uneasily said. He wouldn't ask, only she would.

He then sighed, "...I don't know. I know we weren't together anymore at the end. Except for moments here and there. I honestly don't know right now, but I know how life is without you, and I hated it." The hand he had around her gently brushed against her arm as he looked back at her.

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"So we're nothing. You just... keep me warm and kiss me sometimes. We're kissing and touching friends." She reasoned aloud, not moving from where she was yet as she tried to put two and two together in her head. "But not sex kind of touching... You just don't like it when I'm not around you. So we're friends."

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Xander shook his head, "No, dammit. I said I don't know, Ahn. I'm really confused on a lot of things. Including you."

"We're not nothing. And I don't like it when you're not around. I hate it. Despise it. I'm not sure on the marrying part, but other than that."

He glanced away for a moment.

"I still love you." It was very faint though, easy to miss.

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She didn't hear him when he turned away, but her gaze followed him, brow furrowed. "I'm not asking for marriage. I don't want marriage ever again. I just don't know how to act around you because you still make my heart feel like it stops beating when I see you. And don't tell me to be myself because if I were myself I'd rip your clothes off and take you to your apartment right now; possibly not in that order since I don't want others to see how attractive you are."

Her voice had raised and she'd said the last rather loudly. She glanced around the room and back to Xander.

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And you make me feel like being an ordinary, powerless guy, could be the best thing in the world. And I think part of me died when you did, and you being here returned that missing piece again.

Xander turned back to her, and there was a crinkle around his one eye. Sad, but relieved smile.

"That's my girl," he softly said, and placed his hands up to cradle her face before he kissed her deeply.

With increasing passion, mind you.

This is Xander. You think he's sworn off sex? Shhhhyeah, right.

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Anya returned the kiss slowly, shocked at first and then giving herself over to it completely. Her hands fisted the material of his shirt as she mentally swore not to let anyone else here see how pretty he was so that they could take him from her. "Your apartment, now." She said breathy against his lips.

She stood, grabbed her paper and pencil, and attempted to pull him to his feet with her free hand. "Quick, it's been forever."

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Xander was equally frantic, as he got up.

"Right, apartment. Private better." He kept his hand wrapped around hers, and free hand might unbuttoning top shirt just to save on time. He had to pause to kiss her passionately again, but stopped himself to curtail it till they could get upstairs to his or their place now really.

And shut the door behind them.

...Those candles might come in handy for more than just ambience...