Jul 11, 2005 14:24
Apparently I wrote this last year. I'm pretty sure I posted it, but decided to post it again after a bit of editing to get it to exactly 100 words.
So, without futher ado:
“No.” Buffy’s voice was firm as she stuffed envelopes. Willow looked over from the computer screen as she efficiently organized information.
“Why not?”
“Because it’s freaky.” Buffy snapped, glaring. They’d been having this argument for days.
“It’s romantic,” Willow argued.
“Have you ever listened to the words?” Buffy demanded. “He’s stalking her.”
“He’s not stalking her,” Willow insisted. “He’s just watching her super closely.”
Buffy snatched up a card and stuffed into an envelope with more force than necessary.
“My first dance with Giles as husband and wife is *not* going to be Every Breath You Take, and that’s final.”
drabble,
fic