Mirror (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
Quick drabble while I continue a futile attempt to get the creative juices stirring for more schmoop...
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Sometimes she watches him from across the room speculatively, memories of a spell gone wrong bubbling up uncalled and making her squirm uncomfortably. She hates the memories of his lips on hers, summoning attraction and emotion she hasn’t felt in years. She doesn’t need the inner conflict that those lips had brought on, the desire that she’d long since cast away. It would be wrong, he would be wrong, and that was never going to change. It was best to just let it go.
This time, Giles glances up to eye her curiously, and Anya hastily returns to her work.
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Sometimes she watches him from across the room speculatively, memories of a spell gone wrong bubbling up uncalled and making her squirm uncomfortably. She hates the memories of his lips on hers, summoning attraction and emotion she hasn’t felt in years. She doesn’t need the inner conflict that those lips had brought on, the desire that she’d long since cast away. It would be wrong, he would be wrong, and that was never going to change. It was best to just let it go.
This time, Giles glances up to eye her curiously, and Anya hastily returns to her work.