Regrets, I've Had a Few
Another ficlet for our final month's prompts - a drabble this time. And hopefully I can write something a little more seasonal before the end of the month.
Setting: BtVS season 6, between As You Were and Hell's Bells
Rating: PG
For the prompt: Restless. Men with your...sales.
Regrets, I've Had a Few
He could have sold it to her better, she sometimes thinks (during fittings for the bridesmaid's dress from hell, mostly).
All that 'you came back wrong, you belong in the dark with me' crap? Surely he must have known it would never work on her?
Or maybe evil really is that dumb?
Whi-ich is kind of endearing in a way, and no, not in a way that she misses him. Because she totally doesn't. Doesn't miss anything about him.
Least of all the worship of cold fingers that made her feel warm the way no one else ever has.
Damn!
Setting: BtVS season 6, between As You Were and Hell's Bells
Rating: PG
For the prompt: Restless. Men with your...sales.
Regrets, I've Had a Few
He could have sold it to her better, she sometimes thinks (during fittings for the bridesmaid's dress from hell, mostly).
All that 'you came back wrong, you belong in the dark with me' crap? Surely he must have known it would never work on her?
Or maybe evil really is that dumb?
Whi-ich is kind of endearing in a way, and no, not in a way that she misses him. Because she totally doesn't. Doesn't miss anything about him.
Least of all the worship of cold fingers that made her feel warm the way no one else ever has.
Damn!