Nothin's gonna change my world...
Ben just had this conversation with JD. He left after the kid passed out.
He's downstairs now, sitting at a table and biting on his thumbnail thoughtfully. Different pictures that he's taken around the Inn are lying on the table in front of him, a lot are of people he's never met... just photographed from a distance. The most recent is the one he took of JD, passed out with his splinted hand across his chest.
Ben's always up for being 'bothered'.
Xander is wishing that he wasn't anywhere right now, but the Inn is better than anywhere near Buffy right now. He can't believe how much he just embarrassed himself. Why did he let himself think that she might say yes?
Maybe he didn't. Maybe he just had to ask... even knowing she'd say no.
He's sitting in a recliner with his arms folded over his chest.
He's downstairs now, sitting at a table and biting on his thumbnail thoughtfully. Different pictures that he's taken around the Inn are lying on the table in front of him, a lot are of people he's never met... just photographed from a distance. The most recent is the one he took of JD, passed out with his splinted hand across his chest.
Ben's always up for being 'bothered'.
Xander is wishing that he wasn't anywhere right now, but the Inn is better than anywhere near Buffy right now. He can't believe how much he just embarrassed himself. Why did he let himself think that she might say yes?
Maybe he didn't. Maybe he just had to ask... even knowing she'd say no.
He's sitting in a recliner with his arms folded over his chest.