Bars.. No good comes from them
Angel and I were the last ones to leave the house. I loved how it was finally quiet, and that we were leaving agian. Just lovely.
I grabbed a few weapons from the chest, the ones that were left, that is. When we went in for the supposed final battle with the First, we took most of the weapons out..and then everyone that left...they took all the good ones. I mean, we didn't even have a good looking Axe. Just a sword and a few stakes. I sat the weapons that I had grabbed back down and looked at Angel.
"Who needs weapons anyway."
I smiled, and watched him smile, and not talk, which was odd...but I didn't think anything of it. In all honesty, I really couldn't think about anything else but the pummalage of demons and the getting of answers. Don't get me wrong, it was nice to have a few memories back, but the bad was the town and the fact that not everything was going right...for instance, the really really awkward situations mainly with Angel's boy--in which I still was fuzzy on, and wasn't sure I even wanted to know about it anymore. At least not in this lifetime.
We walked out the door, toward the clean air, and I took a deep breath. Luckily, from going to a lot of demon bars when I lived in Sunnydale, I could remember exactly where they were, just would have been better if I had a car and a lisence.
Demon bars and this town were things that no one could ever forget. Especially, the fact that I got drunk a lot in them with Spike, but I failed desperately to mention that.
((Open to Angel Sorry it's so short!))
I grabbed a few weapons from the chest, the ones that were left, that is. When we went in for the supposed final battle with the First, we took most of the weapons out..and then everyone that left...they took all the good ones. I mean, we didn't even have a good looking Axe. Just a sword and a few stakes. I sat the weapons that I had grabbed back down and looked at Angel.
"Who needs weapons anyway."
I smiled, and watched him smile, and not talk, which was odd...but I didn't think anything of it. In all honesty, I really couldn't think about anything else but the pummalage of demons and the getting of answers. Don't get me wrong, it was nice to have a few memories back, but the bad was the town and the fact that not everything was going right...for instance, the really really awkward situations mainly with Angel's boy--in which I still was fuzzy on, and wasn't sure I even wanted to know about it anymore. At least not in this lifetime.
We walked out the door, toward the clean air, and I took a deep breath. Luckily, from going to a lot of demon bars when I lived in Sunnydale, I could remember exactly where they were, just would have been better if I had a car and a lisence.
Demon bars and this town were things that no one could ever forget. Especially, the fact that I got drunk a lot in them with Spike, but I failed desperately to mention that.
((Open to Angel Sorry it's so short!))