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May 05, 2005 20:01

After the quasi-incident with Xander, I was feeling the definite urge to party. It was a costume party. I generally had a difficult time with costumes, seeing how last halloween everyone secretly mocked my costume. I knew they did. But now, I was so prepared to dazzle tonight in my costume. As a sexy bumblebee . Come on! Bumblebees can be sexy. The ( Read more... )

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morgan_lilah May 6 2005, 18:47:28 UTC
I was watching Wesley interact with the kids, he was rather charming with them. I blinked. Lilah Morgan does NOT fawn over men who are good with children. I cocked my hip at adopted a casual air and tried not to notice how sweet he was.

"What?" I was snapped out of my thoughts by a question directed at me. "Hung...oh." I nodded to the pitchfork. "Well, there are certain things a girl is always hungry for. Ice cream, candy," I gave Wesley a look. "You know, thing that make you want to lick your fingers..."

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_wes_pryce_ May 6 2005, 20:58:22 UTC
"Candy is good," Marilee nodded, practically leaning against me. Obviously someone was getting a bit tired from standing around. Automatically, I leaned forward and picked her up, hoisting her up in my arms ( ... )

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morgan_lilah May 6 2005, 22:38:05 UTC
"Naw." I countered. "I just like crashing costume parties thrown by the firm." I gave him a genuine smile. "Of course I am. But now that Angel Cake is running the show, I guess I'm supposed to clean up my act."

"What about you cowboy?" I asked him. "What is it like for you working in the belly of the beast?"

God. Sometimes the things that came out of my mouth were so cliche they even pained me to hear them. I sighed and took a glass of wine from the waiter who had stopped by with a glass of Lemondae for the girls.

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_wes_pryce_ May 6 2005, 22:50:10 UTC
"I suppose so," I said, giving her a dubious glance. Lilah Morgan and cleaning up her act. Oh yes, I was going to watch my back. Which, I had no doubt, she knew. I snorted at that, and shook my head amused. It should be amusing watching her pretend to do so.

"He aint no cowboy," Alicia said, rolling her eyes at Lilah. "He's Indiana *Jones*. Doh!" She shook her head and shot Lilah a look which would've made Cordelia proud. "Not that he knew," he nodded her head toward me. "He's...culturally deficient," she parroted Cordy.

"Alicia," I waited until she looked up at me, complete with pout. "Be nice." She sighed, rather dramatically and then nodded. I glanced back down at Marilee, shifting her carefully in my arms. Poor girl had fallen asleep.

"Well, it's certainly a change of pace, working here," I answered my question. I noticed Faith had found the Bar. And Giles. Dear god, poor sod. "It would seem you got your way after all, in the end." Though, I doubt she had Angel in mind to run the firm.

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morgan_lilah May 6 2005, 22:58:56 UTC
The older of the girls. Alicia, shot me a dirty look. My eyes started to narrow and I was going to shoot her one right back, before I realized that I was about to get into a fight with someone who probably couldn't even read yet.

I let out a laugh as she called Wes "culturally deficient". "Have you introduced her to Little Miss Chase? I can imagine they would get along just fine." I dropped him a wink. "And you know, they both seem to have the same opinion of me."

I nodded as he spoke and sipped my wine. I wasn't sure what else to say... Hey, what's up? I'm back from the dead, want to go out sometime?

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_wes_pryce_ May 6 2005, 23:08:39 UTC
"We went shopping!" Alicia announced. "Cordelia is great! We had pizza and she helped me pick out my costume!" She twirled around, showing off her costume and beamed up at Lilah. "Aint it pretty ( ... )

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morgan_lilah May 6 2005, 23:21:45 UTC
I blinked. I was so very not used to children. First she gives me dirty looks and now she is twirling around in front of my expecting compliments on her costume. I people said I had issues.

"Very pretty." I said with caution. "Brings out the color in your eyes." Now why did I just say that? Who am I? Martha Stewart? Gah.

I finished my glass of wine and set the empty glass down. "Alright," I'm not going to pretend this isn't awkward. Becase good as I am at "bending" the truth, not even I could pull that off. And I probablly should have even come over here. I just...wanted to see how you were."

Oh god. Those were just came out of my mouth didn't they? I was going to have to sacrafice a goat when I got home to make up for this crap spouting from my mouth.

"And to say, I miss you don't be afraid to stop by my office sometime." I smiled. "I should probably go."

And with that, I turned to leave.

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