driving away from the wreck of the day
[[ continued from here ]]
"We have to be all secretive. This place isn't like Sunnydale."
How bad could things in Salem be? I watched him get up and throw the wet gauze in the nearby trash can. So, yes, overall now thinking smashin' my hand into the wall was an ultra bad idea.
"What do you mean it's not like Sunnydale?" I asked, holding the ice pack and cloth over my stinging hand. "I mean... this... it's just fractured bones. That gonna send townspeople wonderin'?" I asked sarcastically.
It made me wonder about this Master guy. Was he here too? Hadn't he been dead? (Guess B's not the only one to come back to life.)
I got up from the bench, movin' over to where he was standin'. He didn't laugh. Nothin' I was sayin' was funny. "You're serious, aren't you?" I asked.
[[ open to Xander ]]
"We have to be all secretive. This place isn't like Sunnydale."
How bad could things in Salem be? I watched him get up and throw the wet gauze in the nearby trash can. So, yes, overall now thinking smashin' my hand into the wall was an ultra bad idea.
"What do you mean it's not like Sunnydale?" I asked, holding the ice pack and cloth over my stinging hand. "I mean... this... it's just fractured bones. That gonna send townspeople wonderin'?" I asked sarcastically.
It made me wonder about this Master guy. Was he here too? Hadn't he been dead? (Guess B's not the only one to come back to life.)
I got up from the bench, movin' over to where he was standin'. He didn't laugh. Nothin' I was sayin' was funny. "You're serious, aren't you?" I asked.
[[ open to Xander ]]