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OK, after this I'm off to do something non-Buffy related. I know those things exist. Can someone point me in the right direction...
Title: Failure to Connect
Author:
divadea
Rating: PG
Word Count: 381
Prompt: 013: This is How it Goes lyrics
Characters/Pairing: Riley, Buffy
Riley was numb. And dumb. How had he let this happen? Not just Buffy, all of it. He had just wanted to go to college, get a degree, maybe go to grad school and become a psychologist. Hell, he didn’t even want his own practice. A quiet job in a quiet town. A wife to love, some kids to teach right and wrong to. And then came the army. Which was fine for a while. Professor Walsh was doing good work, and he was helping. He was working hard and making a difference, and he was proud of it. And then she came along, the peculiar girl who turned everything downside up and wrong way ‘round. He could almost admit to himself how angry he was with her. Damn it, he didn’t need to know. He hadn’t wanted to know. And now Graham was gone, and Forrest. And he himself had turned into - what? The guy who wasn’t good enough? The one who couldn’t adjust? The sucker who thought he might be able to just ease the constant anxiety a little, that she wouldn’t find out. The picture of Spike’s stupid bleached smirk made Riley want to lunge and stab. But instead he sat, numb, with the roar of the helicopter filling his ears, staring ahead at nothing.
Riley breathed a low, determined breath and felt the rushing air sting his nostrils. Let it go, he told himself. You’re starting over.
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Buffy ran. Hard.
She might have been thinking stupid Xander, always with the insightfulness and telling everyone what to do all the time. You think you know better. You’re dating a demon, and a fairly pain-in-the-ass variety demon at that. What the hell do you know?
She might have been thinking damn it, why oh why didn’t I ever get a car? Am I going to lose Riley because I don’t have a freakin’ car? Great job with the planning ahead there, Buff. What, did you think you’d never have to get somewhere in a hurry?
She might have been thinking I don’t want to lose him. We’re good together and he loves me. He needs me. He can’t live without me. Can he?
She wasn’t thinking any of those things.
She was thinking don’t go, Riley. Please don’t go.
Title: Failure to Connect
Author:
divadea
Rating: PG
Word Count: 381
Prompt: 013: This is How it Goes lyrics
Characters/Pairing: Riley, Buffy
Riley was numb. And dumb. How had he let this happen? Not just Buffy, all of it. He had just wanted to go to college, get a degree, maybe go to grad school and become a psychologist. Hell, he didn’t even want his own practice. A quiet job in a quiet town. A wife to love, some kids to teach right and wrong to. And then came the army. Which was fine for a while. Professor Walsh was doing good work, and he was helping. He was working hard and making a difference, and he was proud of it. And then she came along, the peculiar girl who turned everything downside up and wrong way ‘round. He could almost admit to himself how angry he was with her. Damn it, he didn’t need to know. He hadn’t wanted to know. And now Graham was gone, and Forrest. And he himself had turned into - what? The guy who wasn’t good enough? The one who couldn’t adjust? The sucker who thought he might be able to just ease the constant anxiety a little, that she wouldn’t find out. The picture of Spike’s stupid bleached smirk made Riley want to lunge and stab. But instead he sat, numb, with the roar of the helicopter filling his ears, staring ahead at nothing.
Riley breathed a low, determined breath and felt the rushing air sting his nostrils. Let it go, he told himself. You’re starting over.
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Buffy ran. Hard.
She might have been thinking stupid Xander, always with the insightfulness and telling everyone what to do all the time. You think you know better. You’re dating a demon, and a fairly pain-in-the-ass variety demon at that. What the hell do you know?
She might have been thinking damn it, why oh why didn’t I ever get a car? Am I going to lose Riley because I don’t have a freakin’ car? Great job with the planning ahead there, Buff. What, did you think you’d never have to get somewhere in a hurry?
She might have been thinking I don’t want to lose him. We’re good together and he loves me. He needs me. He can’t live without me. Can he?
She wasn’t thinking any of those things.
She was thinking don’t go, Riley. Please don’t go.