ext_2786 ([identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] reality_bends2004-10-26 08:00 pm
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He can fly higher than an eagle...

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"Being hurt doesn't give me an excuse to act badly," Wesley protested. "You aren't making things more difficult. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here."
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[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-10-27 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Spike glanced over at the clock on the wall by the door, which, to be fair, wasn't in Wesley's direct line of sight. "Looks about eight o'clock to me."

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-10-27 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Wesley groaned softly and rubbed his hand over his face. "My internal time clock is destroyed. Possibly forever."

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-10-27 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'll get back to normal once they're not drugging you," Spike said, walking away from the sunlight and toward the bed. "Can't expect your body to be acting the same right now."

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-10-27 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Reminding himself that he wasn't going to whine, Wesley offered Spike a tired smile and reached out the bruised pin-cushion that was standing in for his hand. "I'm sure you're right."

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-10-27 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/72395.html).
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