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[willowberry]

I sat at the dining room table, surrounded by piles of books. Half of them were school books. My handy pack of hi-lighters laying nearby to keep my notes colorful. And the other half were all of my spellbooks. I had been switching back and forth between them for about an hour or so.

I bent over my notebook, concentrating on my notes. Prince

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[anya_ankyanka]

Irritated, I shoved through the crowds of downtown Sunnydale, just trying to get to work on time and start my day. How hard could it be?

I was carrying my purse in one hand, and looking over inventory notes in the other... Just walking along, minding my own business, sure didn't want to wreck anyone's life by you know, "leading them on" to a point where they'd leave me at the altar, God forbid... then SLAM.

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING," I snapped, as my inventory notes flew out of my hands and onto the sidewalk.

[willowberry]

I was going through the tracklists, attempting to find something to suit my mood when someone slammed into me from behind. I didn't even have to turn around to know who it was. I would know that loud voice anywhere.

"Hey Anya," I said bending down to help her pick up her inventory pages. My heart broke watching her now and remembering the almost wedding. "Here you go." I handed her the last of the papers. I looked around somewhat akwardly, wondering what someone is expected to say in this situation.