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Buffy Summers (buffy_summers) wrote in somerealityrpg,

Buffy gave him a cheerful grin as soon as he showed his face and resisted the urge to reach out and ruffle his hair. “Hey, there!” She hadn’t gotten to go to the Christmas thing like she’d planned originally, mostly because she had gotten a little lost last night patrolling and when she got home she had ended up oversleeping. It was just as well, the cookies she’d tried baking hadn’t been nearly as edible as she’d hoped. “I did see it, I’m sorry I didn’t make it though.” On the plus side, it did mean she had more money for the day.

“So what kind of ideas do you have for today?” Buffy asked as she started to lead him down the hall. “I know I definitely need to check out Central Park, but I want to make sure we do what we can on your list first. I wouldn't be surprised if some of yours are the same as mine.” A lot of Buffy’s own things could be done at any point and she wasn't in any rush to do everything at once. “Did you bring some water? Sunblock? If not, I have a some in my bag,” she pat the simple messenger bag she had picked up the other day that was currently stuffed with some water bottles, minor snacks, and other touristy items needed for the day. She would have stashed a weapon, but the only one she currently had was the scythe and she couldn’t really hide it on her person today, so it was currently under her mattress at the apartment. “I think I have the basics. It’s the kind of stuff I remember my mom carrying when I was a kid and we went on trips.”