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[angelensouled]

Angel just wanted everyone to know he wasn't whipped. He just took...suggestions from Cordelia. That's right, suggestions. So, when Cordelia "suggested" that he go talk some sense into Wesley, he agreed, but only for Wesley's sake. Judging by the head thwap Cordelia gave him to give to Wes, he could tell she was Team Izzie, but Angel was Team

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[pryce_here]

Wesley ignores the knocking for awhile. It's not until he hear Angel's voice calling his name that he bothers to get up, opening the door slow. He blinks at Angel, stepping back to wordlessly allow him in.

Silently watching Angel, he waits for him to begin.

[angelensouled]

"I'm not judging," Angel said, settling in a chair. "Cordelia wants me to hit you over the head from her, but I'm gonna pass on that."

He watched him, concerned. "How are you doing?"

[pryce_here]

Wesley simply gives him a look, sinking into the couch. Lifting his head, he tries to meet Angel's eyes. As usual, he finds he fails, despite this not being his Angel. It's still too hard.

"What do you want?"

[angelensouled]

"Just to hear your side of it," he said, watching him. "Everyone's kind of been down on you for disappearing and hurting Izzie's feelings and I don't think that's the whole story."