After squeaking over and then playing with her new toys, Willow once again settled down in Peter's room to pass the time. She got out her laptop and began typing.

( Which, as we all know, is a dangerous thing )

Before going to sleep, Willow hauled out her computer, made sure her curtain was closed so that nobody but Amy could see her, and began typing.

At some point it might be a good idea for someone to consider the wisdom of letting Willow listen to the radio.

( Tonight was not that night )

Willow had had a busy weekend. When she'd dropped her books off for Giles he'd recruited her to help out at the store all weekend. Being that this involved 1) Books 2) Giles and 3) Books, Willow had been more than happy to agree, even if that had meant she hadn't seen much outside Giles's store all weekend.

Prior to that she and Peter had gone ( Read more... )

The joy of laptops was that you really could take them anywhere. Willow was outside her cabin, her precious baby computer resting carefully on her knees. This allowed her to make s'mores by the fire, which was very useful fuel for her current task ( Read more... )