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Time for relationship advice from Dr. SexyViking or just a daymare? (Eric)
Dr. McCoy. Dr. Henry 'Hank' McCoy had given her a check up. He was young, but that didn't matter. He had given her a check up. Fred still felt a little strange about it a couple days later; not bad strange, just strange. Sure, she'd stood near the U.S.S. Enterprise. She might have talked to more than one superhero who liked wearing spandex, but this was Beast. Or a Beastette? He was the really smart one other than maybe Forge. Okay, so there were quite a few intelligent comic book types, but Beast had always been her comic book crush. Now he was just downstairs from a guy who...Fred still wasn't sure what to make of Jake Jensen.
"This would be so much easier if..." she paused as she thought the rest of that out. "No, no, it wouldn't be easier if Wesley, Charles, or Angel were here. Maybe if Cordy showed up, but then she'd probably want him, or maybe she wouldn't. She'd probably like Jack Poor Jack." Her brows furrowed as she walked along in the park, ignoring anyone who looked at her while she talked to herself.
"He probably thinks I'm awful. I am awful, look at what I did. I kinda dump him, then he does sweet things, then I officially dump him. Or maybe he dumped me. Cause he did sort of walk away, but I didn't try to make him stay. Course, I really just wanted to take him into my place, Angel's place - I can't have sex there ever, can I? But, I didn't want to be his girlfriend, maybe I did. Just not the mayor's girlfriend. You could have waited to see if he would stay mayor -yea, but how long does he stay mayor? For as long as he's here." She stopped. "Oh, if you just jinxed him, Winifred Burkle...
"Right, so there's that. Then there's Jake. He breaks in, I drug him. I molest him sort of. He sues us. Kinda. What do I do, I end up getting kissy with him. Sexy times. Well, not full on sexy times. I cannot have sex in the Tower. That's not right. But, do I want to be his girlfriend? Is it fair? Is he rebound boy? Why are you asking me?" She looked at herself in the reflective surface of the hot dog vendor's cart.
"Hi, I'll have one please, just mustard today, thank you." Thankfully the vendor didn't seem to mind her personal conversation, and just gave her the dog as ordered. This was how Fred Burkle was going to spend her day.
"This would be so much easier if..." she paused as she thought the rest of that out. "No, no, it wouldn't be easier if Wesley, Charles, or Angel were here. Maybe if Cordy showed up, but then she'd probably want him, or maybe she wouldn't. She'd probably like Jack Poor Jack." Her brows furrowed as she walked along in the park, ignoring anyone who looked at her while she talked to herself.
"He probably thinks I'm awful. I am awful, look at what I did. I kinda dump him, then he does sweet things, then I officially dump him. Or maybe he dumped me. Cause he did sort of walk away, but I didn't try to make him stay. Course, I really just wanted to take him into my place, Angel's place - I can't have sex there ever, can I? But, I didn't want to be his girlfriend, maybe I did. Just not the mayor's girlfriend. You could have waited to see if he would stay mayor -yea, but how long does he stay mayor? For as long as he's here." She stopped. "Oh, if you just jinxed him, Winifred Burkle...
"Right, so there's that. Then there's Jake. He breaks in, I drug him. I molest him sort of. He sues us. Kinda. What do I do, I end up getting kissy with him. Sexy times. Well, not full on sexy times. I cannot have sex in the Tower. That's not right. But, do I want to be his girlfriend? Is it fair? Is he rebound boy? Why are you asking me?" She looked at herself in the reflective surface of the hot dog vendor's cart.
"Hi, I'll have one please, just mustard today, thank you." Thankfully the vendor didn't seem to mind her personal conversation, and just gave her the dog as ordered. This was how Fred Burkle was going to spend her day.