loaded_gunn_ in a_new_world_

Oct 28, 2004 19:54

Finally, I pulled up outside the Hyperion, glaring at the rain. Still hadn't stopped... and of course, there was no way to park the truck so you could get in without getting absolutely soaked.

I glanced over at Fred, and shrugged. "Sorry... I wish I had an umbrealla or something, but... California." I said it like it was the excuse needed, and it kinda was. After all, it hardly rained here. Why would I need to carry around some umbrella I would use about once a year, and even then, it would make me look like I was afraid of the rain or something. Shit, would make me look like I was the Wicked Witch of the West or soemthin'. No way.

I glanced over at Fred, an idea playing at the edge of my mind.

"On the count of three, open the door and run. Last one in buys winner coffee tomorrow morning," I said, challenging her.

"You ready?" I asked. No way she was going to beat me through the door. Not only was my door closer (something I had only just noticed), but I had longer legs, and was probably faster, too...

((Open to Fred, and Angel and Cordelia, after we brave the big bad rain)) ;)
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