Bored Now
I hadn't figured out where I fit yet. I came back, knowing that it wasn't only my power that they wanted, but my knowledge as well. Plus the computer skills I suppose.
But so far, no one has asked me to do anything. Except something I would't do, put a spell on Dawnie to keep her in the house. I use my magick for goo..well neutral instead of evil. And I didn't feel right about that one.
Still, now what do I do? I feel like a third wheel again. Not that I don't love my Summer's family. I do. And they love their Willow too. It's just. Well, Tara is gone. And I still miss her, regardless of other things that have happened.
"Ah Ha!" Okay, I was talking to myself in the kitchen. But at least I had something to do. I'm going over to Angel Investigations!
I haven't seen them since that pesky little soul problem, and I really liked the people there. Fred was nice, Gunn ended up nice (at first he was a bit skeptical), Wesley had changed an awful lot, and Cordy and Angel?
I hated to admit it, but I missed the heck out of both of them. Yah, even Cordelia.
I traced out the bus maps and found one that still went by the hotel (where I assume they still are).
If I hurried, and changed one bus, I should be there in a few hours.
Smiling, I got my coat and purse, noticed someone had been sleeping on the couch, something that smelled familiar, but I couldn't place it, and looked around.
I was home. And now, I was visiting friends. I was really here in LA. I was an LA Girl...or something.
But so far, no one has asked me to do anything. Except something I would't do, put a spell on Dawnie to keep her in the house. I use my magick for goo..well neutral instead of evil. And I didn't feel right about that one.
Still, now what do I do? I feel like a third wheel again. Not that I don't love my Summer's family. I do. And they love their Willow too. It's just. Well, Tara is gone. And I still miss her, regardless of other things that have happened.
"Ah Ha!" Okay, I was talking to myself in the kitchen. But at least I had something to do. I'm going over to Angel Investigations!
I haven't seen them since that pesky little soul problem, and I really liked the people there. Fred was nice, Gunn ended up nice (at first he was a bit skeptical), Wesley had changed an awful lot, and Cordy and Angel?
I hated to admit it, but I missed the heck out of both of them. Yah, even Cordelia.
I traced out the bus maps and found one that still went by the hotel (where I assume they still are).
If I hurried, and changed one bus, I should be there in a few hours.
Smiling, I got my coat and purse, noticed someone had been sleeping on the couch, something that smelled familiar, but I couldn't place it, and looked around.
I was home. And now, I was visiting friends. I was really here in LA. I was an LA Girl...or something.