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"You mean you let him go?" Asked Gunn, biting down into his burrito as he looked at me, "Just like that?"
"Of course I didn't just let him go! He didn't want to talk to me," I frown, "Apparently he only likes those with a penis."
"You sayin' our pigeon stool is gay?"
God. If I could make it out of here without killing one of the intrepid pair today? I'd be grateful. I said I was leaving 15 minutes ago to go meet Oz, he's probably thinking I've bailed on him.
"No. And eww. And how the hell would I know? I didn't exactly make a point of asking his sexual preference, y'know?"
Wes glances at me curiously and I can see his eyes drawing together, the post-vision question ready on his lips. Is it just me or am I extra cranky right now?
I shouldn't be! I mean I actually feel semi-okay considering I had a vision not 12 hours ago. Maybe it's just the questions. "Look, I was supposed to meet Oz ages ago. I'm gonna leave you two to it." I say, grabbing my jacket. I can feel their gaze on me, watching as I walk away. And I just know Wes has another vision-question for me but-- I need a break.
I call over my shoulder that I have my cell if they need me and head out the door, walking the three blocks over to where I said I'd meet Oz, smiling the minute I lay eyes on him.
"Hey," I say as I get closer, an apologetic look on my face, "Sorry I'm late. I was kinda... Getting the whole third degree thing."
"Of course I didn't just let him go! He didn't want to talk to me," I frown, "Apparently he only likes those with a penis."
"You sayin' our pigeon stool is gay?"
God. If I could make it out of here without killing one of the intrepid pair today? I'd be grateful. I said I was leaving 15 minutes ago to go meet Oz, he's probably thinking I've bailed on him.
"No. And eww. And how the hell would I know? I didn't exactly make a point of asking his sexual preference, y'know?"
Wes glances at me curiously and I can see his eyes drawing together, the post-vision question ready on his lips. Is it just me or am I extra cranky right now?
I shouldn't be! I mean I actually feel semi-okay considering I had a vision not 12 hours ago. Maybe it's just the questions. "Look, I was supposed to meet Oz ages ago. I'm gonna leave you two to it." I say, grabbing my jacket. I can feel their gaze on me, watching as I walk away. And I just know Wes has another vision-question for me but-- I need a break.
I call over my shoulder that I have my cell if they need me and head out the door, walking the three blocks over to where I said I'd meet Oz, smiling the minute I lay eyes on him.
"Hey," I say as I get closer, an apologetic look on my face, "Sorry I'm late. I was kinda... Getting the whole third degree thing."