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[watcher_pryce]

Continued from HereI'm still a bit hurt as I walk into the bathroom. I'd not believed she'd be that way, had I not heard it myself. Perhaps I missheard, wouldn't be the first time now would it? Turning on the water in the sink, I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Well, That's a mistake isn't it? Good lord, I look horrible. This cold had

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[watcher_pryce]

"I was only joking with the uniform, sweetheart," I snuffed. Rubbing my forehead, I wondered if I had any aspirin. If I did, it should be in the cupboard of my not yet unpacked bathroom things. Bugger. Ah well, I'll live. I've had far worse then a cold induced headache. Sore throat. Muscle ache. Damn this cold better not turn into the flu.

I'd best just ignore it, that worked for the cuts, scrapes, bruises and some broken bones.

Struggling into my jeans, and then my shirt, I look up startled as Buffy calls out to me. "What?" Food? I frown and do a quick mental check of my stomach. I'm not really that hungry, which isn't all that surprising. I was never really one for breakfasts, but certainly not now it seems.

"Your house is fine, but I'll only have tea. Thank you." Giving her a smile, I walk into the living room, wiping my nose on a handkerchief. Grabbing my shoes from under the sofa, I sit down and put them on. "I suppose we'd better do some more work here afterward." I'd rather to back to bed, but there's still so much to do.

[watcher_pryce]

It's rather annoying to be hot and cold at the same bloody time. But right, ignoring it. Hiding a small cough in my handkerchief, I walked after Buffy to the van and slid into the drivers seat. Christ, I felt as though I could sleep for about a decade or two.

"Hmm?" I blinked at her as I pulled out of the parking lot. Maneuvering the car toward Buffy's house. Luckily it wasn't all that far away. "Oh yes, tea would be lovely, thank you." I frowned at her other words, wondering just what kind of mediation those were. I hated medication. I've had far too much medication in my life, I really don't like those.

"It's just a cold, love. All I need is some tea and I'll be fine." giving her a reassuring smile, at least I hope it was one, I drove into Ravello Drive. She really did live close by didn't she? Thank goodness.

"And here we are," I said, gladly parking the car. Thank god we arrived safely. "Perhaps we can talk to Tara and Willow about our new business? If you want, that is."

[watcher_pryce]

Willow just kept giving me that knowing look. As though she had figured something out, the light went on and she was trying to work out how to fix something. Fred used to look like that. Of course the then went on to invent a toast which nearly blew up the entire building. I don’t think Willow is going to do that. At least, I hope not

[slayerbarbie]

Discussing tea. Well, okay. Willow suddenly got up and I raised an eyebrow until she went back inside. What was that all about? I wasn't sure but, I did want to find out. Slowly, I turned my attention back to Wes before I walked over to the steps and sat down, resting my head on my hands as I looked over at him

[_wes_pryce_]

Am I still mad at her? I never really was mad. I was mostly disappointed, even if she was just teasing. It brought back some rather unwanted memories about how she thought of me once. Screams like a girl. If she needed anyone who could scream like a girl, she'd all me. And the plan she had then, didn't involve me either