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whattingawhat) wrote2008-03-02 11:28 am
whattingawhat) wrote2008-03-02 11:28 am
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Prompt 25 1D What are you? The sleep police?
"No. I don't sleep much."
“Hey Buffster,” Xander said as he plopped down on the couch next to her. He draped h is arm over the back of the couch and made a noise that sounded half like he was dying and half like he was doing something Buffy never wanted to contemplate Xander doing. Ever.
“Xan Man,” she responded, although it was without her usual enthusiam which, of course, Xander noticed. It would be so much easier if he were oblivious.
“Buff, Duchess of Buffdom, my keen senses tell me all is not well in the Kingdom of Buffadonia.”
Buffy couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at Xander’s rant. It was what was expected, required and also, it made her feel better. It was a little slice of normal in this lie gone so not normal.
“Nah…I’m fine,” she assured him. “I don’t sleep much. You know that and now it seems there’s always something to do besides sleep. I can’t skip class and copy off Willow’s notes anymore, y’know?”
“Yeah, who’d have thunk that we’d have less free time now than we did in high school? Isn’t that what’s being all grown up is about? Doing what you want? Making free time?” By the tone of Xander’s voice, Buffy was aware he was joking.
“They lie to us, Xan. It’s the only excuse, otherwise we’d all just flunk senior year over and over so we could stay in high school.”
She glanced up at Xander in time to see him giving her a ‘clearly you have gone off the deep end’ look. “Buff…think about what you’re saying.”
She laughed and leaned back against the couch. “You’re right, running and operating my own army of girls is infinitely easier than high school but I did get more sleep then.”
“Hey Buffster,” Xander said as he plopped down on the couch next to her. He draped h is arm over the back of the couch and made a noise that sounded half like he was dying and half like he was doing something Buffy never wanted to contemplate Xander doing. Ever.
“Xan Man,” she responded, although it was without her usual enthusiam which, of course, Xander noticed. It would be so much easier if he were oblivious.
“Buff, Duchess of Buffdom, my keen senses tell me all is not well in the Kingdom of Buffadonia.”
Buffy couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at Xander’s rant. It was what was expected, required and also, it made her feel better. It was a little slice of normal in this lie gone so not normal.
“Nah…I’m fine,” she assured him. “I don’t sleep much. You know that and now it seems there’s always something to do besides sleep. I can’t skip class and copy off Willow’s notes anymore, y’know?”
“Yeah, who’d have thunk that we’d have less free time now than we did in high school? Isn’t that what’s being all grown up is about? Doing what you want? Making free time?” By the tone of Xander’s voice, Buffy was aware he was joking.
“They lie to us, Xan. It’s the only excuse, otherwise we’d all just flunk senior year over and over so we could stay in high school.”
She glanced up at Xander in time to see him giving her a ‘clearly you have gone off the deep end’ look. “Buff…think about what you’re saying.”
She laughed and leaned back against the couch. “You’re right, running and operating my own army of girls is infinitely easier than high school but I did get more sleep then.”