I had walked by her. We ran into each other in the hall, literally, and I just walked by. It hurt so much to see her the way she was, and it hurt even more not to reach out and just hold her. But I couldn't. I had to keep my head up. I mumbled a "Hello," but I wasn't going to stop and chat. I wish I could've let her know that it was going to be ( Read more... )

I left. I simply up and left her. I still didn't know if it was right... it worked the first time, for a while anyway. She was out of control, bringing all of those people back. I didn't know how I'd face her at work. Our jobs fit together, we're the co-founders of the Magicks Department. What a great job for Willow, a recovering magicks addict. I ( Read more... )

I sighed as I gazed over at the bed. Willow had been sleeping for over 15 hours. I had no idea what happened last night, she crept in late and has been practically passed out on the bed ever since. I even got up early to make pancakes, which were now cold ( Read more... )

Literally moments after Sunnydale had exploded, we got a phone call from Angel, Buffy's old lover. We were offered a place at the new offices in LA, some law firm called Wolfram & Hart. I was excited because Willow and I got to run the new Magicks Department... but part of me was torn, wondering if Willow could control herself. I hoped she could. ( Read more... )

I walked to my locker, and slammed it shut, to find myself face to face with my locker-partner, Anya ( Read more... )

I had just walked back from my last class of the day. I was so tired, and lonely. It seems like Willow's never around these days. I mean, I hope she's okay and everything. I hope that the scoobies and magicks haven't taken her over. She's such a great person, and it feels like sometimes I don't see her enough, and that makes me really lonely.