BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Abbi and Joshua
Where: Avarice
When: Feb. 23rd, Evening

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Who: Abbi and Joshua
Where: Avarice
When: Saturday Night, 1/15

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Who: Abbi and Talia
Where: Regan High – Computer Lab
When: Thursday, January 13

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Who: Everyone & Their Monkey's Uncle
Where: Avarice
When: Pick a day last week.
Status: Completed
Note: I apologize if some of the editing is f-ed up. Sometimes it's hard to catch the line breaks among a sea of text.

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Who: Abbie and Jim
Where: Avarice
When: Dec. 30th, Evening

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Who: Darlene OT Anyone
Where: Avarice
When: Tuesday Night, 11/16

With her best friend and roommate being so deliciously batshit these days (she wasn't too sure who Patience McConnell was, but she wanted to beat the fuck out of her right now for this), Darlene had been avoiding home as much as possible. While Paige hadn't fucked with her shit yet, thankfully, she had managed to destroy much of the rest of the apartment. Darlene had actually thrown some clothes in a grocery bag (girl didn't own suitcases, OK?) and had been crashing on Dave and Jim's couch the past couple of nights. Dave's bed was too small for the both of them to sleep in, and she wouldn't take it, no matter how much he offered.

Tonight she was chilling with a coke (soda, thank you) while hanging out at Avarice. She would probably chill here until last call and then head over to Jim and Dave's, and maybe give Lilly a call tomorrow to see if Paige had chilled the fuck out yet. Who knew, it might happen? Of course, as soon as she went home, the first thing they'd have to deal is steal furniture and try to piece the place back together.

Who: Abbi and Lynn
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: Friday night 

Who: Iris and Abbi
Where: Avarice
When: Monday Night, 6/21

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Who: Belle (OT anyone)
Where: Avarice
When: Saturday evening, June 5th

Belle had been in town for little over a day and already she couldn't sit still. She wanted to rage, hit things, scream at the top of her lungs. What she decided to do? Was go and get drunk off her ass. She made her way downstairs dressed in skater shoes, blue denim short-shorts and a thin white hoodie. To say that she was noticed would be an understatement, and if she was at her peak? She would have been the life of the party, but coming from a broken world into one where her mother was hurt (Okay, so Rachelle wasn't technically her mother here, but still) was a lot to handle. She smirked when she spotted her aunt at the bar, "Hey there, baby mama. Lay a beer on me."

Patience had spotted Belle as soon as she made her way downstairs and she narrowed her eyes at the blonde, thinking that Neely had gone back to her old ways. "No. How about you explain why the fuck you were up there before I drill this corkscrew into your eye?" She actually flashed the corkscrew and had a look in her eyes that she’d actually do it, pregnant or not. Damn, that girl had spunk.

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Who: Lynn OT Xander and anyone
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: Monday Evening

That evening, Lynn had no plans of doing anything serious. She'd just bought a designer gown for the upcoming prom, and booked her hair and nail appointments. She still needed to schedule her facial, but there was plenty of time for that.

Right now she stood in line, ready to order something cold and caffinated, because she had a big day planned, which would involve skipping school with her best friend and shopping. Well, only if Abbi agreed.

Who: Patience (OT anyone and multiple threads, bitches!)
Where: Avarice
When: Saturday night, March 27th

Patience wasn’t the kind of person to kick up her heels and do sweet fuck all. She was a constantly moving creature, so it was no surprise to see her behind the bar at Avarice, her pale cheeks flush. Before her shift, she dyed her hair a vivid coppery red (she hadn’t show Patrick yet, and boy was he in a surprise when she got home). She was clad in a pair of ripped denim jeans and an emerald spaghetti strap camisole, which showed the beginnings of the swell of her pregnant belly – the only downside of which was that her boobs were getting bigger and she was practically popping out of the damn thing.

…Wait, downside?

That definitely explained the extra tips she was getting tonight. She grinned slightly at the thought. All in all she was in a happy place. Lucy was back, which made Ash happy, which in turn made for a less stressed Patience. Of course, there were still the occasional fevers to worry about, but… she felt fine! Nothing to worry about, right? Right. STFU.

Who: Kim and Abbie
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: 3/22, Monday Afternoon

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Who: Abigail, Lynn, and OT to the other Future!Kids.
Where: Reagan High
When: Monday morning


Ok. So, maybe some of the other future!kids hated having to be in school while they were here. But Abigail McConnell? LOVED it. She liked being in school, among peers, and had actually already tried out for the cheerleading team. How the hell was this the daughter of Patience McConnell? She was sweet, polite, mostly innocent, and respectful of others. She walked down the hall to her locker, humming softly to herself. She wore a modest outfit of snug-fitting jeans, a pink sweatshirt, and (cutely enough) a Broken Sunrise baseball cap over her long blonde locks.

With a little wave given to a couple of boys who had been looking at her (really, she was FAR more nice than most of these kids deserved), she dug through her locker, looking for the books for her next few classes.