Mmmm coffee. That was the only thought in my head as I put the cup to my lips. Obviously the almighty 'Powers that Be' had other ideas for my morning. Searing pain caused my eyes to shut; ceramic mug crashing to the floor as hands needed to grip something in order to keep balance
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Those are the two thoughts that immediately spring to mind when I hear the doorbell ring. We're in the kitchen, cleaning up and trying to decide who gets to go interrupt the crazy-fest starring Samantha. We haven't heard much from upstairs.
I peer through the peep hole and I think I must be hallucinating.
"Cordelia... um. Hi," I say as I open the door. She looks like she's about to move in. Great.
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"Willow, you going to let me in or what?" I stared at her impatiently as she stood in front of the door. "We can play catch up later. You need to listen to me... hello, important message from the Powers!"
I turned to keep an eye out for vampires or evil lawyers.
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"Aren't you supposed to be making it big in LA or something?"
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I shrug her hand off and fold my arms once we're inside. "Sure, I've done a whole bunch of commercials and a play..." I grin at her. "... and wow, you wouldn't believe the stars I've met and mingled with and..." Whoops, almost forgot about the vision; impending doom and all that stuff.
Time for the serious face. "Anyway, I'm really here because you're in danger..." I pause to look around, and be dramatic, I admit it. "...Maybe not you specifically, but you could be too, if you know the brunette who has major evil after her." Geeze, that sounded better in my head!
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