pulsating through the backseat (open/incomplete)
WHO: Willow Rosenberg and Xander Harris.
WHAT: The two best of best friends decide to hang out.
WHERE: Will's dormitory for now.
WHEN: Today?! After class.
What Xander explained to Faith...it was true. It was not crazy manic-depressive talk or him being a ball of happy. Xander wanted to live in the walls, and kind of get out of everyone's way. He was not sure what he was good for nowadays other than the wonderful sidekick or fuck buddy or punching bag.
Sam was quiet lately and if the rumors were true, back in the sack with Axel. Buffy was busy helping Sam and Faith was whoring it up with the new guys. Abby was not returning his calls and Willow was falling out with him. They were going to meet up again, catch up on old news, but...
Yeah, he felt like the guy wearing the red shirt in Star Trek. Every season, there was that guy and you knew he was going to get it.
But, Xander had to keep up appearances. This was Will. He couldn't ditch her for another afternoon of doing absolutely nothing. So, he put on his funny patterned shirt and mismatching socks and went to her door. He knocked, called out her name, and waited with his hands in his pockets.
WHAT: The two best of best friends decide to hang out.
WHERE: Will's dormitory for now.
WHEN: Today?! After class.
What Xander explained to Faith...it was true. It was not crazy manic-depressive talk or him being a ball of happy. Xander wanted to live in the walls, and kind of get out of everyone's way. He was not sure what he was good for nowadays other than the wonderful sidekick or fuck buddy or punching bag.
Sam was quiet lately and if the rumors were true, back in the sack with Axel. Buffy was busy helping Sam and Faith was whoring it up with the new guys. Abby was not returning his calls and Willow was falling out with him. They were going to meet up again, catch up on old news, but...
Yeah, he felt like the guy wearing the red shirt in Star Trek. Every season, there was that guy and you knew he was going to get it.
But, Xander had to keep up appearances. This was Will. He couldn't ditch her for another afternoon of doing absolutely nothing. So, he put on his funny patterned shirt and mismatching socks and went to her door. He knocked, called out her name, and waited with his hands in his pockets.