[ apparently buffy's journal is wedged open somewhere in the living room of house seven; all day, it has been broadcasting sporadic glimpses into a rather uneventful tuesday in the life of luceti's slayer. unlike other spectacularly juicy or entertaining accidents that the village possibly thrives on spectating, this round of she-doesn't-know-you-
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[...Eh-heh.]
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zack? it sounds like zack. so she lets him off with a mock-stern grimace from her side of the journal. ] For free? Oh, maybe I work in a bar -- but I am just not that kind of girl, Fair.
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Then you're an evil tease. We don't even have money here!
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Oh, not evil -- just a very, very, very entrepreneurial one. When an economy is introduced, guess who'll be rolling in the big bucks?
[ hint: not buffy. who'd pay to see her stunning lack of curves? other than jack sparrow ]
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It would sure help Good Spirits one-up Seventh Heaven.
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[Probably not very intimidating from the journal, but he is over six feet tall, so.]
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It is nice to be the overprotected and not the overprotective, for once.
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