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Who: The DoctorCho and so very OPEN
What: Going about town, shopping, hanging at the animal shelter
When: This weekend, Thursday - Sunday
Where: Around! Take your pick. If you're uncertain, feel free to ping me via AIM/PM/Plurk.
Warnings: None foreseen, will edit if they come up

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evening - open as to which day

[idolstolemylook]

Spike wasn't worried.

No, because being worried would imply that there was a human--an ordinary, powerless, rather sweet little human--worth his emotional investment, despite the fact he had no romantic intentions. Cho was, more or less, under his protection now, though. And when she didn't show up for a few days, Spike decided to go out looking. Bored. He was just bored.

He knew she sometimes hung about the animal shelter, and asked around until he learned where it was. Hopefully she'd be there, because if she wasn't, Spike was going to have to actually worry and he had enough going on what with Bonnie and Buffy and Conrad and Cho being insane.

"Cho, love?" he called as he poked his head in and looked around.

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"I get by." 'Fine' was a good word for it. Which often didn't seem like enough. "Mostly I just cook. And try to remember."

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Spike nodded. "Fair enough," he said. "Come up with anythin, yet?"

He wondered how highly he ranked in Cho's brain, anyway. Not that he thought this was really her, anymore. Couldn't put his finger on it but it felt like more than amnesia.