Apr 10, 2007 08:58
There was logic to Xander crawling out of bed and opening the office today even though every time he opened his eye or moved his head he felt like small woodland creatures had moved into his skull to frolic and gambol AND THEN GOT SMASHED BY GODZILLA.
He couldn't handle another second in his apartment; the frog was breathing too loud.
So here he was at the desk, hiding behind a newspaper for completely different reasons sort of than the last time he was at the desk hiding behind a newspaper.
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[OOC: open like a meadow where the wild bees swarm.]
xander harris,
mauvaise,
willow rosenberg