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quietkindocrazy in _fallingout_

Ramblings of a scientific mind

Jun 12, 2005 15:05

I walk into Wesley's office with the news and smile as I see him standing at his desk, organizing books and papers. Always the bookman, "I just got off the phone. Looks like the kids are coming out of their stasis ( Read more... )

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_wes_pryce_ June 13 2005, 04:27:34 UTC

I'm being silly aren't I? I mean, maybe Gunn did this and-and she doesn't want to be reminded of him? Well no, they are still friends. I mean, we are still friends. And he did say he was fine with it and all. Maybe she doesn't like breakfast? And maybe I should stop second guessing myself. That's probably for the best. I guess. Think, I think. Damn ( ... )

quietkindocrazy June 18 2005, 08:02:51 UTC

"Uhm...G-good-morning, Fred."

I looked up from my desk, surprised as ever to see him there. I must have had the biggest grin ever, my cheeks were already starting to hurt.

"Wesley!" I said getting up from my seat. He smiled back, or had he been smiling the whole time? "Good morning, I was just thinking about visiting you, but you know me, have to double and triple analize things... well sometimes, not always."

I still couldn't understand why I had been so blind before. I mean, it took me a while to realize what my true feelings were for him. I think, maybe, they had always been there, from the moment I laid eyes on him- the connection was there. Maybe we just neded a little time to find each other-- all over gain.

How 'bout that.

And aww! He brought breakfast? I really wasn't too hungry since I already had breakfast before coming to work, but he didn't need to know that. Plus, I could always use a second breakfast to prepare me for the long hours I was going to be putting in today.

"So how are ya?"

_wes_pryce_ June 18 2005, 11:59:30 UTC

I though my face would crack if I smiled any wider. But the way Fred greeted me, it just couldn't be helped. Putting the box down on a table, I grinned at her, wondering if there was such a thing as too much smiling. I wasn't actually used to it and it felt rather odd to feel myself smile. All that was forgotten though, the moment I saw Fred ( ... )

quietkindocrazy June 21 2005, 20:34:11 UTC

Oh my god! Was he babbling? How cute! He was babbling... and he brought breakfast with him. That- that was just so sweet of him. As he put the box down I went to pick it up, and my fingers slightly grazed his- just for a second, and my heart almost skipped a beat. I smiled nervously. Why was I so nervous? This was Wesley, we had both been through a lot and why was I having butterflies?

I really wasn't hungry, well... maybe just a little, but I was not about to tell him that.

"You brought breakfast! Thanks... thank you Wesley. That was very sweet of you." I said smiling, fiddling with my fingers.

"Uhm...how are you?""Oh, you know... good. Still trying to find the cure for cancer, and still to get over the whole eBay incident. Can't believe I spent so much money on one commemorative plate. Momma's gonna kill me when she finds out." I leaned on the table, my mind racing, trying to think of more things to say... or just anything, but sorta having difficulty focusing on anything that wasn't him ( ... )

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