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Mar 20, 2005 01:51

Continued from HereIt was... refreshing, to have a conversation with Willow Rosenberg. Especially if one considers our history. This is after all, the girl I condemned to death once. Her or thousands of others. But we didn't talk about that now. We talked about...normal things ( Read more... )

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red_rosenberg March 20 2005, 00:50:21 UTC

I think my heart did the skippy thing when he asked me to go back to his place. Okay, for tea, which I guess could be counted as less than sexy... but I dunno if I would have traded it for anything else. It was just nice. He had good tea, and I'd never been to his apartment, and he wanted me to join him there and have tea and not have to go to Cordelia's because he knew that I wouldn't enjoy myself there and-- I should answer him now ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ March 20 2005, 01:54:45 UTC

She said yes. I was torn between being oddly happy about that and suddenly very nervous and afraid. And I had no idea why. I'd had other people over to my flat before. Why Willow being there suddenly felt like a big deal, I had no idea. But I couldn't seem to stop smiling like an idiot. Which, no doubt, I was ( ... )

red_rosenberg March 27 2005, 03:59:09 UTC

Taking my coat, I smiled at him and shouldered it on. "I'm good to go," I said with a slight salute. Waving to Sybil who was watching us leave, I tentatively linked my arm with Wes's again, both to help him and because I could, as we started outside. The night was a little cooler than I remembered ( ... )

watcher_pryce March 27 2005, 06:48:46 UTC

We both walked outside to the car, and drove off into the direction of my flat. It wasn't until I was actually driving that I felt a small twinge in my stomach from where that fellow had bumped into it. It wasn't anything like I was used to though, which was a relieve, and therefor easily ignored. I was, however, very glad that Cordelia wasn't here. She seemed to have developed a radar when it comes to things like that. Be it me, Gunn or Angel. Though lately only I for some reason ( ... )

red_rosenberg April 10 2005, 03:22:26 UTC

Stepping out of the car, I glanced up and down the apartment building. He had changed the subject too quickly for me to really give any decent explanations, but I decided to give one as we started towards it ( ... )

watcher_pryce April 10 2005, 07:31:57 UTC

That actually sounded... Cherry cola? What on earth? They had cola with cherries in them now? Good grief, normal cola was horrible enough. But Cola with cherries? And then with ice cream and chocolate. And I'm probably over-thinking this too much. No doubt. Again. Still... Cherry cola ( ... )

red_rosenberg April 17 2005, 06:52:50 UTC

I stepped into his apartment as he getsured me in, and stopped to look around, shutting the door myself. I had been expecting immaculate, like, British pristine organisation. I was half-aware of him putting a few things away quickly, but I was impressed. It had that level of clutter and disorganisation that was my dorm on a good day. I knew tat Wesley would have rathered it be cleaner, but it wasn't scaring me with frightening cleanliness. This was a good thing - rooms with no clutter made me uneasy.

"So...Tea?"I smiled as Wesley walked back in, looking a little flustered but otherwise bright. "Tea!" I agreed happily, and walked over towards the kitchen area of his apartment before he could. There were a couple of unwashed dishes but I hardly noticed them as I went to grab stuff necessary for tea making ( ... )

watcher_pryce April 17 2005, 08:45:50 UTC

Good lord, the place was a bloody mess. And now she's on route to the kitchen where it's even bigger mess. Letting out a sigh, I followed her, though not as fast as I'd have liked. Bloody pain, I probably should take one of those pills again. And call Cordelia to reassure her. As much as her motherhenning annoys me, I don't really want her to worry. Which is what she'll do if she doesn't hear from me soon ( ... )

red_rosenberg April 17 2005, 10:12:13 UTC

"Yeah," I agreed, though half-heartedly. Cordelia was being all sweet with the mothering... but, to rhyme, smothering too. Wesley was a grown man, totally mature and capable. If he wanted helped, he'd ask, right? Well, maybe not, considering stuff like integrity and testosterone and stubbornness. Maybe Cordy had the right idea. Still, I wasn't gonna break him. Maybe. Heh ( ... )

watcher_pryce April 17 2005, 10:30:39 UTC

"Yes, she-she probably is. Yes," I agreed softly, feeling a little bit guilty for getting rid of her so Willow and I could have a quiet dinner. And Gunn. And Angel. I got rid of all three. Though I was certain Gunn, at least, understood. Angel and Cordelia might actually be hurt and very worried by now. Especially since I've not called back yet Damn, I'd better make that call soon ( ... )

red_rosenberg April 17 2005, 13:34:21 UTC

I could almost hear Cordelia from the phone, and I glanced sympathetically at Wesley. He did seem genuinely concerned over Cordelia... kinda weird, they almost had a sibling thing going on there. What with the bickering and the snarking and the glaring and then the endless amounts of concern and protectiveness. It's sort of sweet. Maybe Cordelia's motherhenning was needed and wanted, for both of them.

Maybe I should quit stepping in. I frowned to myself a little as I set up tea. Was I stepping in, doing damage? I'd sorta kidnapped Wesley twice now, and from what I could hear, Cordelia sounded worried. Eek.

Putting a spoonful of sugar into my tea, I stirred it around patiently as I half-listened to Wes talk on the phone. Okay, fine, I was unashamedly eavesdropping, but he was only a few feet away, I was allowed to.

watcher_pryce April 17 2005, 16:50:35 UTC

I winced at the tone of her voice. She sounded quite worried. Glancing over at Willow, I heaved a sigh and shrugged my apology toward her. She'd probably be able to hear her shrieking all the way over there. "Yes, Cordelia. It's me," I sighed ( ... )

red_rosenberg April 18 2005, 02:30:54 UTC

I was just taking a sip of tea when Wersley turned back to me, holding out the phone, looking a little apologetic. Me? What did Cordelia want with me? Oh gods, she was gonna yell, wasn't she. She was gonna... well... probably just check up on Wes. Sheepish, I set my tea down and hopped off the bench, taking the phone and putting it tentatively to my ear. "Hello ( ... )

watcher_pryce April 18 2005, 08:08:28 UTC

I was trying not to listen in on their conversation, but I had a good guess as to what it might be about. No doubt double checking and making certain I hadn't been lying to her. Twit. She's like a sister to me, but sometimes she's a real twit. No doubt she was talking Willow into a guilt complex and drilled her on medication ( ... )

red_rosenberg April 18 2005, 08:54:58 UTC

I giggled into my teacup as he rolled his eyes into response to whatever Cordelia was saying, which was probably something about medication or Wesley stealing off into the night for dinner elsewhere. I smiled as Wesley hung up the phone.

"Wow, she's really motherly since I last saw her," I giggled, picking up my tea and feeling it warm up my hands. "It's kinda sweet, though, and unusually... not self-centred of her. I bit perdantic but hey, what can you do. Wanna sit?"

I didn't wait for an answer before I walked over towards the sofa. The table and chairs may have been more appropriate, but I was comfort-girl. I folded my legs under me, snuggling into the corner of the couch happily.

watcher_pryce April 18 2005, 10:24:45 UTC

When I was finally able to hang up on Cordelia, I was exhausted. Which was fairly normal after on got a Cordy Scolding. At least I wasn't the only one who'd had that feeling. Gunn and even Angel were right behind me. Mostly Angel, since he seemed to be the one who got scolded the most. Though, Gunn could do pretty well there too. Cordy and I mostly just...bickered ( ... )

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