Who Needs a Drunk?

May 13, 2011 21:46

Who: Wes and Spike.
What: Rebuilding bridges.
When: Thursday night 5/12.
Where: Spike's place.
Rating: PG at most ( Read more... )

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breakmychest May 13 2011, 11:09:08 UTC
"It's open!" Spike shouted, not getting up. He was in the middle of a Super Antonio Crash Bros level, and he didn't want to pause or get up. He was doing particularly well, after all, and he didn't want that to change.

He knew it was Wesley from the scent, or he might have been a bit more cautious. He was still a little annoyed at all parties involved in Wes and Illyria's romantic little stint, but he knew Wesley, at least, was not to blame. He still wanted to know who was to blame, though. Maybe Wesley would clear things up.

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demonologist May 13 2011, 11:24:39 UTC
"I come in peace. And am no longer enamoured of the Blue Lady." Wes announced dryly as he entered. "I was hoping you'd be able to help me with this particular thorny problem: How do you empty a bottle of Jack Daniels without spilling a single drop?"

He tossed the bottle towards the blond vampire, trusting that he'd catch it. If he didn't, well, they could always wish up another one.

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breakmychest May 13 2011, 11:58:33 UTC
Spike shot out a hand without looking up and caught it, then hit pause before his character in the video game could die horribly. "Bugger," he said, frowning at the screen. "Reckon that level's lost." He uncapped the whiskey and took a swig. "Guess Harm pulled it off after all. Who was behind it?"

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demonologist May 13 2011, 12:10:23 UTC
He held out his hand for the bottle, wanting to get started on the drinking himself as soon as humanly possibly. "That she did. It was Eros. The Greek god of love and desire. Also known as Cupid. I got shot by an arrow at Illyria's behest. Lucky me."

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