2006-06-25

soldtoarmenians: (grin)
2006-06-25 06:14 pm

Room 121, Sunday morning. ...If you squint.

Dear Willow: )

Xander put his laptop aside, and considered the question of whether he was awake enough to hunt down Bridge and get some breakfastlunchdinner. It was, after all, a lot of effort... Still, food could be good. He turned his head and poked the shoulder next to him. "Hey. Wake up."