Who: Willow and Billy
What: The Date Debate
When: The Morning After the Auction
Where: Billy's Room
Rating: PG
Her thoughts were sticky, and very difficult to pull apart and differentiate. Very much like the time that Xander fell asleep on top of two different flavored fruit roll ups in the bed. It just became one muddled mess that never quite got around to how it started.
Somehow, some way she had won Billy in an auction.
Which means that she had bid on him.
Which itself was a bit confusing considering at one point she never even planned to attend.
But he did not look all together comfortable on that stage, and lip lock with Anya could be high on awkward scale all things considered.
-- and the people bidding on him had been vaguely scary.
Was she one of them? Did Billy think she was scary? Did he even want to admit the entire evening existed in reality? Or was this the part where they pretended it never, ever happened?
And what if she did? Not want to pretend? What did that sentence even mean?
Willow dressed her face in courage, and knocked on his door.