[TM] Needing a Job... no really I do.

[taughtbykerouac]

Xander had a rough few months. It was almost an understatement as he had returned from the funeral of a long time friend, Cordelia Chase to find out he had been fired while he was away. Surely taking a week and a half off to catch up with friends and console others they should have understood. However the partners at Herrin, Holt and Garrett didn't

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[ofcourseyoudo]

It was getting to the point where even Amy had to be willing to admit that she spent too much time in Saul's bar. To her the place was a safe haven to go to at the end of a bad day. Sometimes Kelly would join her, but more often than not she would go alone, have a few beers, and waste a few quarters in the old jukebox. There was comfort to be found in the routine, even if she always ran the risk of some of Brad's friends walking in and asking her how she was holding up

[taughtbykerouac]

The music cut into his train of thought, which was actually a pleasant change from the static sound of nothing. Drumming his fingers over the slip of paper he nods to the bartender for another beer, which he almost wants to set atop the offer that he had been staring at. Staring was truthfully all he was doing, because cognitive thought was far behind him at this moment