The Causeway, Friday Morning
"I can do this. I am in control of my destiny. I am a capable and intelligent human being. I will help defeat the powers of darkness. I am doing the right thing..."
Andrew stood at the end of the causeway, reciting the same list of mantras over and over, desperately trying to convince himself that he wasn't making the biggest mistake of his life. He had phoned his aunt in Sunnydale this morning to let her know he was coming home. Her response had been to deny knowledge of his existence and then she hung up the phone.
His phone call to Jonathan had gone much better. His only friend back home was more than happy that he was coming back, and Andrew was relieved to have a place to stay. Jonathan was apparently out on his own now, sharing an apartment with some guy named Warren -- sounded like the perfect bachelor pad.
"I am doing the right thing," he said again with a glance at his watch. The taxi should be there soon.
[ooc: If your character would care to say goodbye to Andrew, please assume they know he's here and leaving! This is his last post in FH. Goodbye OOC post here...]
Andrew stood at the end of the causeway, reciting the same list of mantras over and over, desperately trying to convince himself that he wasn't making the biggest mistake of his life. He had phoned his aunt in Sunnydale this morning to let her know he was coming home. Her response had been to deny knowledge of his existence and then she hung up the phone.
His phone call to Jonathan had gone much better. His only friend back home was more than happy that he was coming back, and Andrew was relieved to have a place to stay. Jonathan was apparently out on his own now, sharing an apartment with some guy named Warren -- sounded like the perfect bachelor pad.
"I am doing the right thing," he said again with a glance at his watch. The taxi should be there soon.
[ooc: If your character would care to say goodbye to Andrew, please assume they know he's here and leaving! This is his last post in FH. Goodbye OOC post here...]