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Day 24 of writing_fest
Prompt: Setting: Up a tree
“Hello, old friend,” Buffy whispered, giving the tree an affectionate
pat before leaping to a low branch and hauling herself up.
Spike pulled another drag from his half smoked cigarette, watching.
Buffy settled a bit further up her tree, golden hair shimmering in the
diffused lamp light.
Spike moved below her, cigarette smoke curling, laugh lines crinkling,
“Too good to use the front door, slayer?”
“More like too tired to field arguments over stolen shampoo and dirty
dishes. Sometimes I miss the quiet.”
The front door blasted open, three girls tumbling out, music following in
their wake. Buffy scrambled skyward.
Prompt: Setting: Up a tree
“Hello, old friend,” Buffy whispered, giving the tree an affectionate
pat before leaping to a low branch and hauling herself up.
Spike pulled another drag from his half smoked cigarette, watching.
Buffy settled a bit further up her tree, golden hair shimmering in the
diffused lamp light.
Spike moved below her, cigarette smoke curling, laugh lines crinkling,
“Too good to use the front door, slayer?”
“More like too tired to field arguments over stolen shampoo and dirty
dishes. Sometimes I miss the quiet.”
The front door blasted open, three girls tumbling out, music following in
their wake. Buffy scrambled skyward.