The sky was heavy with clouds, as if they'd burst any moment and just start with the monsoon. But no, they just hung there, 'heavy, black and pendulous' as described in The Rocky Horror Picture Show. 'Heavy, black and pendulous' never sounded like a good physical description of clouds - definitely a good description of something else. Okay, not
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Poor girl. First she looses her friend then her sister, and all that right on the heels of loosing her mother. I'm going to have to pick her up this evening. I'm not certain if Willow will come along, if she's ready for that. Am I even ready to tell her what I must?
She just lost her love, her girlfriend. And now her best friend has been turned in to what she fights. A demon, a vampire. I'm certain is hasn't really sunk in with my myself yet. Polishing my glasses I look up from my thoughts when I hear Willow's familiar voice. She still sounds so fragile, so weak and scared. Good god, I hope this wont push her back again.
"H-hello, Willow," I smile at her. Putting my glasses back on my nose, I push my hands in my pockets. "How was the err...
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