A Bookworm's Heaven

[weswpryce]

Location: Bookstore
Time: Afternoon
Characters: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce...
Public, Private, or Semi-Private: Public
Complete/Incomplete: Incomplete
Rating: PG, I suppose
Summary: Wesley has just arrived in town. And where does he go? The bookstore, of course...
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[winifredb]

Fred walked into the bookstore hoping to get a new book to keep her entertained. She'd already read through every book she'd brought with her, most on the plane, which was a feat in itself. She walked around, looking for the science section when she spotted him.
"Wesley?" she whispered. It couldn't be. She'd left Wes in Los Angeles with Angel and Charles and...it wasn't possible!

[weswpryce]

Wes perused through the long rows of books, glancing at some of the titles. Nothing in this section was really reaching out for him, but then again, one wasn't supposed to judge a book by its cover, or its title for that matter.

He made his way through half of the store, ending up with half a dozen or so books stacked in his arms. A few were titles he'd heard of before, a few were books that had just seemed interesting, and one was a book on demons. One could never be too careful.

One of the books slipped from the stack, and he stooped down awkwardly, trying to pic it up without dropping the rest of them. He managed to get it, then looked up. He saw a figure standing in the aisle in front of him, and his mouth dropped. He let all of the books fall to the floor in his shock. "Fred?!"

[winifredb]

"Wesley," she repeated quietly. She stood looking at Wesley and all his books on the floor. Bending down, she gathered his books and handed them to him. "I'm...surprised to see you here," she replied, choosing her words carefully, not being her usual rambling self.

[weswpryce]

He accepted the books from her, mumbling 'thank you' as he continued to stare at her.

When she spoke, he shook his head and tried to compose himself. He shouldn't be so surprised to see her here, should he? After all, he'd known where she'd gone, a little bit of research digging up airline records...

But still, it was almost surreal. She was standing in front of him, speaking with him. It was something he thought he'd never experience again. And the world wasn't even ending...

"Yes. It's...It's a surprise to see you as well. Um...how're...how're you doing? You look well. You look really well."

[weswpryce]

Wesley gave her a shrug. "I actually haven't settled anywhere yet. I was going to have a look and see if I could find any apartments or houses for rent." He smirked. "Then I saw the book store and just had to take a look around. I'm glad that I did."

[winifredb]

"It's my first time here. It's rather nice in this store, although the store seems to be a bit unorganized, but managable. I'm on Candlestick Maker Street," she replied.

[weswpryce]

"It is a little jumbled about, isn't? Somebody should show the owners the proper way to situate books," he said, idly studying the messy rows of books.

"Candlestick Maker Street? That's a funny sort of name, isn't it?" he said with a grin, making a mental note.

[winifredb]

Fred laughed. "That's why I chose it. The residential streets are...Baker, Candlestick Maker, Rub a dub dub street, and Butcher Street. They are odd names, aren't they?" she smiled.