Wakeup Calls
Stress is the confusion created when one's mind overrides the body's basic desire to choke the crap out of some punk who despreately deserves it.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How can she do this to me?
WHY?
WHY?!
I wake up, miss the phone, and Find Cordelia GONE.
She Knows She's not supposed to be alone.
Angel is going to kill me if anything happens to her.
IF she's dead. I am so going to kill her.
What was she thinking? Oh god.
what? Note. "gone to Wolfram and Hart. C"
I'm going to kill her. No...No...Killing is bad. No Killing.
Maiming?....No can't do that either.
Find her first and make sure Angel never finds out about this.
Good plan.
I need a drink.
Gah! Go.Go.GO.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How can she do this to me?
WHY?
WHY?!
I wake up, miss the phone, and Find Cordelia GONE.
She Knows She's not supposed to be alone.
Angel is going to kill me if anything happens to her.
IF she's dead. I am so going to kill her.
What was she thinking? Oh god.
what? Note. "gone to Wolfram and Hart. C"
I'm going to kill her. No...No...Killing is bad. No Killing.
Maiming?....No can't do that either.
Find her first and make sure Angel never finds out about this.
Good plan.
I need a drink.
Gah! Go.Go.GO.