Rupert Giles (watcher_giles) wrote in dust_till_dawn, @ 2009-05-14 13:22:00 |
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Current mood: | contemplative |
Meeting for Coffee
who. Rupert Giles
what. Giles and Willow visiting with one another.
when. A few days after the Scooby Meeting
where. A coffee shop not far from the hotel everyone is staying at (They need to get out more often.)
locked to. Willow Rosenberg
status. Complete!
Giles was incredibly glad that he had come to stay with everyone in Cleveland. They all seemed so down about, well, everything that was happening in their lives at the moment. Not that they didn't seem to have a reason to be. He was sure that he wasn't getting the entire story about Angel, but obviously a lot had happened while he was in England. He could only wish that he had come here much sooner than he had, but, alas, that wasn't possible.
Because he knew that he had missed a lot, he wanted to do a little catching up with all of them. He asked Willow to meet him at this coffee shop near the hotel that he was staying at with everyone. He hadn't had much of a chance to see any of Cleveland besides where he was staying at, and he figured that now was as good of a time as any. He also just wanted to do some catching up with Willow as well. She had been talking to him along with Buffy until the contact pretty much stopped a few months ago. Hopefully things would improve now that they were all together again. He really had missed them a lot.
He arrived at the coffee shop and, after getting himself a cup of coffee, picked out a table in the corner of the room and sat down to wait for Willow to arrive. He still, after all these years, didn't quite understand the newer (to him at least) types of coffee drinks that these places made. Coffee was supposed to taste like coffee, wasn't it? Not like a giant piece of candy coated with sugar and chocolate, wasn't it? Another sign to him that he was just getting too old.
That was just something that he was eventually going to have to learn to accept. Of course, that was something that he still didn't want to accept. That he was getting old, possibly even too old to keep doing what he was doing. Of course, old age wasn't really a good excuse when the chips were down and the world needed someone to help with saving it. No rest for the good as well as the wicked, apparently.