Better in the worst way
Avasa sat, legs crossed, on the floor of his living room, his wet hair dripping water down his neck and shoulder-blades, a small pool of water surrounding his lean and well-muscled frame. He stared off, looking at paintings on the wall opposite him, a sad smile on his face. Gradually he got to his feet and began towel drying his hair and then patted down his neck and back, still a little wet but content with his effort. He tossed the towel over the couch and got dressed, slipping on navy blue underwear, tight-fitting blue jeans and a much too tight green t-shirt. He had things he needed to do today, and wasn’t happy leaving himself alone to mope now that Cassie had gone.
That would never do. He sat on the couch and began the slow process of putting his socks and boots on, still looking at the paintings in front of him. Once done, he moved over to two of the paintings and collected them under his arm before heading out into the town, a surprised expression on his face as he walked, completely unaffected by the close proximity to the townsfolk.
His first stop was The Magic Box where he was greeted by Buffy and Willow, who both appeared to be utterly amazed that he was walking and talking coherently. He smiled and talked to them well beyond how long he intended to stay, but glad he cleared the air. Thanking Willow, he made a few purchases and left, his feet walking him toward the Dorms, hoping to find a certain redheaded friend of Dawn’s…
That would never do. He sat on the couch and began the slow process of putting his socks and boots on, still looking at the paintings in front of him. Once done, he moved over to two of the paintings and collected them under his arm before heading out into the town, a surprised expression on his face as he walked, completely unaffected by the close proximity to the townsfolk.
His first stop was The Magic Box where he was greeted by Buffy and Willow, who both appeared to be utterly amazed that he was walking and talking coherently. He smiled and talked to them well beyond how long he intended to stay, but glad he cleared the air. Thanking Willow, he made a few purchases and left, his feet walking him toward the Dorms, hoping to find a certain redheaded friend of Dawn’s…