And still with the books.

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"I like red meat," Wesley said, focusing more intently on a few paragraphs for a moment. "Although I suppose it's rather outdated to admit that in California at the current time. I'm sure I'm meant to be proclaiming my love of broiled fish and foreign vegetables that have been shredded into matchsticks."

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[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." Wesley turned a few more pages.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike didn't pay much attention to the time during the day, since it wasn't like he could go anywhere, but he remembered that Fred had said that she had come late for lunch, which meant that Wesley had missed another meal. Spike glanced over at him. "You going to have some?"

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Frowning as he concentrated on a paragraph that he was almost certain didn't apply, Wesley nodded a bit. "Yes, I think so. What about you?"

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I'm not hungry," Spike said truthfully, though he might have had some blood anyway if he hadn't been aware of how quickly he seemed to be going through it and how little money he had to replace his dwindling supplies.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley looked around for something to use as a bookmark, didn't spot anything immediately, and instead moved to balance the open book on the back of the sofa as he got up. "I'll be back in a minute then," he said, heading for the kitchen.