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Dec 18, 2004 01:16

The warehouse was nothing more than.. empty. I sat at my desk, just sitting. This was basically my home since the hotel went down. I sure did miss my nice room, comfortable and private. Here seemed cold and exposed. I sat wondering exactly what to do with myself. We hadn't had a case in what seemed like forever, everyone now was out doing their own thing, and Connor.. Well, Connor wasn't exactly one to come and have a nice meaningful talk with good 'ole dad.

Standing, I paced around the room upset that I had let things get so.. off. Nothing was the same as it once was, and a part of me missed the days when it was just me and a couple others working out of the small office above my place. Even though it didn't seem like it at the time, looking back things then seemed so simple. I was sure of my mission. Sure, I knew that my "mission" was to "help the helpess" and kill demons, but things just weren't so simple as just that.

There was also the fact that I hadn't seen anyone in what seemed a long time. Had to admit that I missed seeing everyone reguarlly. That's another thing that I wished hadn't changed. But I guess I'd just have to get used to it or just get myself out of this place and find them. Well, finding them probably wouldn't be the problem, but the talking and getting back into everything was the hard part. I wasn't exactly a champion at those things. I looked at the phone and thought about giving someone a call.. any one of them.

{{Open to most anyone. Maybe Cordy would like to make that phone call?}}
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