Buffy Anne Summers (
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paradisalogs2012-08-20 12:38 pm
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CLOSED.
Who: Buffy and Sam.
What: She's sad and needs some piiiie.
When: Probably backdated a few weeks ago--when Willow left.
Where: The Pie Hole.
Rating: Eh. Maybe some mild language but nothing more than that.
For awhile, her fork gently tapped and played with the pie in front of her as she started down at it. A deep breath was taken, contemplating about... well, a million things, really. All the things Paradisa had offered her. All the opportunities she had and how she'd taken it all for granite. Basically, everything happened for a reason. And she thought she was that reason. Maybe if she hadn't turned into such a recluse about everything because she didn't trust the castle her friends would still be around.
She took a bite, and continued to prod at that poor piece of pie, falling back in her deep train of thought.
What: She's sad and needs some piiiie.
When: Probably backdated a few weeks ago--when Willow left.
Where: The Pie Hole.
Rating: Eh. Maybe some mild language but nothing more than that.
For awhile, her fork gently tapped and played with the pie in front of her as she started down at it. A deep breath was taken, contemplating about... well, a million things, really. All the things Paradisa had offered her. All the opportunities she had and how she'd taken it all for granite. Basically, everything happened for a reason. And she thought she was that reason. Maybe if she hadn't turned into such a recluse about everything because she didn't trust the castle her friends would still be around.
She took a bite, and continued to prod at that poor piece of pie, falling back in her deep train of thought.