Somewhere in Fandom, Monday Morning
Rubbing the bruise on the side of his head, Seely groaned and sat up. That had been a really strange dream, with the bad hair and worse accents. But if he wasn't careful he was going to be late to detention.
Blinking he looked at his surroundings. Why wasn't he in his bed?
Oh god, it hadn't been a dream. That detention, and the way he'd acted around girls...well, actually, Willow and Parker hadn't been so bad.
But Door and Rory were going to kill him.
At least he hoped it was Rory, since it would be literal if that had been Crazy Hooker Lady.
Blinking he looked at his surroundings. Why wasn't he in his bed?
Oh god, it hadn't been a dream. That detention, and the way he'd acted around girls...well, actually, Willow and Parker hadn't been so bad.
But Door and Rory were going to kill him.
At least he hoped it was Rory, since it would be literal if that had been Crazy Hooker Lady.