Third floor common room, Saturday afternoon
Buffy still hadn't talked today, just in case the weird talking thing was back. But being cooped up in her room held no appeal either, so maybe for a while at least she could go out to the common room, have lunch, watch some TV, and not say a word to anyone.
She made herself a sandwich, left the fixings out on the counter in case anyone else wanted them (and hopefully she'd remember to put them back) and sat down in front of whatever reality show was on MTV and totally forgot that she was Buffy and would not be able to not talk.
Because she was totally still speaking in Pig Latin.
[Open as CR's are. Entertain me!]
She made herself a sandwich, left the fixings out on the counter in case anyone else wanted them (and hopefully she'd remember to put them back) and sat down in front of whatever reality show was on MTV and totally forgot that she was Buffy and would not be able to not talk.
Because she was totally still speaking in Pig Latin.
[Open as CR's are. Entertain me!]