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She doesn’t even notice anyone else in the room – she just sits and stares at the results on the chart, shaking her hand out and clicking her fingers together. “Shit…”
“Well that sure doesn’t look like your run-of-the-mill lower respiratory tract infection.” Widened, hazel hues scanned the file in the other woman’s hands while her own hands found themselves tucking into the crooks of her elbows as her arms folded. “I’m sorry,” she quickly apologized and out of habit, retracted her hands back to bring them up to cover her beet-red profile. “I didn’t mean-” A defeated sigh rolled off the tip of her tongue before reluctantly bringing her facial features back into view. “I didn’t mean to be nosey. That’s- That’s really none of my business.”
“Remind me to thank those friends of yours for ditching. Unfortunate for you, but a steal for me.” Eyeing Fred as she tipped the martini back, the wolf fought to keep the smile from spreading across her face. This woman was intriguing—so very nervous for absolutely no reason at all. A soft chuckle was given up at the question, sliding her glass back onto the counter top. “Actually, this is my first time here. I’m new to the city, and I had a night off so I wandered into this place. Seems pretty tame for a demon bar. Which leads me to ask, why on earth is a human choosing to spend there time here, where they could possibly be maimed?”
“Oh, most of the demons here are just clie-” Busted. The smaller brunette sucked in a sharp breath into her chest and retracted both of her hands as the gears in her head began to crank into overdrive. There really wasn’t a way out of- or a way around- this slip up this time around. The cat was out of the bag. Well, more like half way out of the bag. All she needed to do was give it that final nudge.
However, there was that tinge of fear striking the back of her mind. As soon as the other woman discovered that she was associated and working for an evil law firm, this friendship would probably end faster than it started. But with a weak, defeated smile, Fred finally managed to get her frazzled nerves under control, at least enough to form a few more coherent sentences. “Most of the demons here are either clients or employees at Wolfram and Hart. So technically, none of ‘em can’t touch me, whether I’m- I’m marked or not. I mean- they could- they very well could- there would just be a certain hell to pay, both literally and figuratively.”
❝a famous explorer once said, that the EXTRAORDINARY is in what we DO not who we ARE❞
standing in line for fall out 4 A N D tomb raider. rip social life for the next month.
Wesley? Hi! There could be a situation… there might’ve been a slight, um… beast… come out of one of those old books. I-I mean you really can’t read them aloud… just not… don’t even move your lips. So technically- fault wise… I was just wondering if Angel was about someplace… maybe with a broadsword of some kind?
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“I have in front of me: One DVD, seven remote controls, and an entertainment center. This will be a voyage of discovery.”
non-romantic fluff starters: @butimalwaysalana
Seven remote controls? How does one even accumulate that many in the first place? Her face twisted, brows knitting and lips pursing as slender finger tips came up to tap against her chin while hazel hues narrowed. Her gaze rolled over each remote positioned in front of the pair on the coffee table, eventually finding its way back to the DVD before a hopeful smile cracked across her tan profile. “Well,” a sharp breath pulled into her chest as her hands fell comfortably down into her lap. “We can just try all of ‘em and see what happens.” They could just get up off of the couch and manually try the television’s power button but where was the fun in that?
Non-romantic fluff starters
“Here, I saved some for you. Try it?”
“I just really need a hug right now…”
“You. Me. Movie marathon. Get all the snacks you can carry.”
“Join me in the blanket fort. We play until dawn.”
“It’s cake, how difficult can it be?”
“Sure, it *looks* safe, but watch what happens when I do this.”
“I had a nightmare… can you stay up with me?”
“We’re going to have to raid the neighbors if you want more pillows to turn this into a Pillow Fortress Castle.”
“This would look so cute on you!”
“Okay, but if you turn the lights off for this playthrough, I’m not being held accountable for anything I do when spooked.”
“I said we could share a blanket, but if you put your cold feet on me *one more time*…”
“You’ve been working too hard and I’m calling a Netflix intervention. Not taking no for an answer.”
“I’ve got a gallon of ice cream and if you don’t get a spoon my tummyache will be all your fault.”
“Fight me. Pillow fight. And by fight I mean cuddle.”
“My hand is cold. Unless we find somewhere to stop soon, it’s going up your back.”
“Oh my god, just pet my hair already.”
“After that movie you’re staying for a sleepover. I know you don’t want to go home and sleep alone anyway.”
“Is there a reason you’re gnawing on me?”
“C'mon, I need a Player 2.”
“I bet you can’t make it all the way through the movie without screaming at it.”
“If you put that in the microwave uncovered I swear I will beat you to death with a plastic spoon.”
“What was that flavor of cake you liked? I need to know because reasons.”
“When we get that house you’re handling the spiders.”
“Going to the mall alone is boring. Besides, I need someone to tell me how great I look in all the clothes I try on.”
“It’s not MY fault you scream like a schoolgirl on a rollercoaster.”
“It’s an arcade, do you need more reasons to go?”
“Please tell me why you were napping in my freshly dried blankets *while they’re still in the dryer*.”
“Can we please take cheesy best friend pictures in that photo booth? I promise to keep silly faces to a minimum.”
“I’m singing along to this song and you can’t stop me, so either deal with it or join me.”
“C'mon, with anyone else this would be too weird.”
“I hate this game so much. Here’s a link, you should totally play it.”
“I take no responsibility for any smells you may or may not encounter from this point forward.”
“HELP I HAVE A SPLINTER”
“Okay, but consider that if you don’t watch this show with me, I’ll still rant to you just as much about the feels it gives me.”
“If anyone turns that fan off again I swear someone’s going to bleed.”
“Help me, the computer’s making sad beeps again. Make it happy, please.”
“THIS MOVIE MAKES ME CRY EVERY TIME WHY DID YOU LET ME CHOOSE IT?!”
“I have in front of me: One DVD, seven remote controls, and an entertainment center. This will be a voyage of discovery.”
“If I die, you get my cat. So make sure I live through this.”
“I need someone to cling to in the haunted house, and you’re it.”
“Yeah, but you’re *my* nerd.”
“The remote is two feet thataway and I don’t feel like moving. We’re stuck with this.”
“You are aware this was the worst idea ever and you’re lucky you’re my best friend, or else I’d leave you alone to deal with this.”
“I’d say sorry my mom tried to adopt you again, but it was kind of my idea.”
“There is a perfectly good reason I’m eating these mini marshmallows right out of the package, I’m certain of it. Probably.”
“Okay but hear me out: Fluffy. Sharks.”
“Please keep your sick away from me and get better soon. I made you soup.”
“That sounds like a bad idea. I’m in.”
“If you don’t come up and sing with me, I will sing and point at you. The entire. Time.”
“We made a pact based on SpongeBob jokes, you can’t back out now.”
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“You’re the one helping Spike right? He’s… there’s a chance he’s.” the words caught in her throat. She wasn’t going to cry, she told herself she wasn’t going to cry. “There’s a chance he isn’t… dead dead?”
“Correct!” The brunette jutted her hands out in front of her as if she could grasp her own overwhelming amount of excitement. “He’s not- I mean he’s not fully alive but he’s not completely corporeal, either. I’ve run some tests and I can one-hundred percent confirm that he’s not a ghost because he’s definitely generating heat. That um- That amulet he was wearing during the- ya know- I think it has something to do with that.”
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amy acker | “James kept telling me he thought we would be love interests.” james marsters | “I kinda hoped Fred and Spike would have a relationship, but it never happened. I thought it would be a great counterpoint because she’s so wholesome and wonderful and he’s so not. Yeah… I thought that they were gonna go that way from the very beginning when I was a ghost and she was being nice to me… but then they decided to go elsewhere. I don’t know why.” (x)
“Thank you,” Arcadia added with a nod, sliding onto the seat next to Fred and dragging it just a little bit closer so that they were practically flush against once another. “Of course I want to. Why else would I have come back?” Giving the brunette a perplexed look, the wolf reached over to take Fred’s hands into her own, bringing them down to rest in her lap. “Slow down, champ. You’re making my head spin going back and forth. I’m here because I want to be, not because I feel sorry for you or because you looked damn lonely. The only thing that could have made this night better already happened…you invited me to sit and enjoy your company.” Squeezing her hands, she released one to grab one of the drinks the bartender had set before them. “I’m happy to change both of those things. Perhaps we should start with a little bit of background. And just what is it that you do that drives you to the bar on a Friday night?”
Oh boy. There it was again. That electric spark. That overwhelming, indescribable sensation that came from being close to the other, from being touched. She tried to mask it. Holy cow, did she try. She tried hiding the shakiness in her voice by laughing it off and she tried hiding the blush on her cheeks by casting her gaze down to the ground. If Arcadia genuinely wanted to be here with her, and from the looks of things- it truly seemed that way, Fred wasn’t going to protest any further.
“Oh, um,” Her words struggled to take flight off the tip of her tongue as her line of sight lifted but only to fall on the alcoholic beverage on the bar beside her. Anything she said would come off as even more lame than she already seemed. So she opted for the truth. “I was suppose to be meeting some friends here, actually. But something came up,” At least Angel had been kind enough to shoot her a text that they weren’t gonna show up. Duty calls, though. She just couldn’t seem to understand why they didn’t want the scientist’s help. “So I just- I dunno- I didn’t want a good Cosmo to go waste, ya know?” Her free hand came up to grip the glass of her martini while she sucked in a sharp, much needed breath before a soft smile graced her tan profile before she redirected her gaze back to the other. “But what about you? This is gonna sound super cheesy, but I bet you come here often, huh?”
❝DESTINY is just another word for INEVITABLE.❞
That’s what I like t’ hear.” her grin matched that of the other woman, reaching for a bottle near the bottom of the ‘chilly bin’ ask Skylar would say. “An’ hey, I’ve a spare bed if y’ want to spend the night. Nothin’ like getting drunk and watching the stars, right?” she brings the bottle to her mouth and rips the bottle cap off with her teeth before passing it to her acquaintance.
“Hopefully it won’t come to that.” Winfred Burkle. Drunk. That wasn’t a sight someone saw too often. So this might be her first and last beer for the night. “But we’ll see.” An enthusiastic grin cracked across her tan profile as she took the open bottle before taking a generous swig. She would at least keep an open mind. “So,” she reclined backwards, settling back into her previous position to get a better view of the sparkling night sky. “Here’s your chance to impress me by pointing out all the constellations you know.”
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“I already regret this.”
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“You could have died.”