Dec 15, 2004 19:52
(OOC wow...i zoned out majorly...im back)
It had been two days since I had found Anya. It had been two days since we ate greasy fast food together. We decided to stay at my place and then contact them. You know, just take a nap. Anya needed one. Imagine how tired you must be after randomly appearing in your ex's apartment.
And boy did she sleep. It'l be almost 48 hours to the dot and I thought this can't be healthy. I walked in and roused her from her sleep. Or...sleeping beauty-esque nap. Her eyes opened and I brushed her hair away from her face. She smiled at me and then looked over at the clock.
Rude awakening I guess. I expected her to blow up like, 'How could you let me sleep...20 hours?' She'd have to look at he date and then she'd change it to 2 days. How was I supposed to know that formerly dead humans who used to be veangence demons needed so much sleep. They were like a fucking Tamagotchi!
Now, I'll have to feed her and then and finally, then to Buffy's.
((Open to ANYA))