anya jenkins is a stupid pseudonym (![]() ![]() @ 2010-04-21 11:34:00 |
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Anya still wasn't sure about this plan. Sure, talking was swell and all, but leaving Xander up high was probably more fun anyway. Except it hadn't been, and she'd just spent the whole time standing on as close to the roof as possible, worrying/hoping that he would fall off. They may even have been some sweating. Stupid Xander, making her sweat. This was all his stupid fault. She'd spent all morning with icky-sick feeling that she'd forgotten she could get, too many emotions all twisting together, and more than anything she wanted to scream or run or wish or do anything but sit here and wait behind the counter of the Magic Box.
But she was working, so. That plan was out.