Time to play ...
I was too hyper and uber excited to sleep. Angelus had me in a deathgrip and it's like, hello, oxygen becoming an issue, but that was the great part. It wasn't. Rolling away from him, I stood up, looking around the room. Why the hell were we here anyway? I wanted to play and I can't play when no one is around. Sighing, unneededly, I walk to the recliner, bundling up on it, then smirk.
"Giles."
The name just sent shivers up my spine. Oh, I think I need to make a phone call. Picking up the phone, I dial the familiar number and wait for someone to get on the line. A woman answers and my brows furrow a bit, then I ask for him, "Is Giles there? This is Buffy, his Slayer."
"Just one moment."
Oh, this is going to be fun. My eyes scan the room and look in on Angelus who's just laying there. His pale skin ... I almost want to hang up and wake Angelus up, but I know he wants to sleep.
(tag: Giles)
"Giles."
The name just sent shivers up my spine. Oh, I think I need to make a phone call. Picking up the phone, I dial the familiar number and wait for someone to get on the line. A woman answers and my brows furrow a bit, then I ask for him, "Is Giles there? This is Buffy, his Slayer."
"Just one moment."
Oh, this is going to be fun. My eyes scan the room and look in on Angelus who's just laying there. His pale skin ... I almost want to hang up and wake Angelus up, but I know he wants to sleep.
(tag: Giles)