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CHAPTER 5: NIGHTLY START
Buffy was in her studio, which she lived in. Having nothing to do, she had decided to watch something on TV. There was nothing to watch on TV other than old black and white reruns of I Love Lucy, of which she had watched already.
One hour ago, Cordy had called for a night out in the town; after all, LA was a busy city during the night. Of course, Buffy had refused though, still waiting for her new partner, William Giles, to arrive so they may start working. Mean while, she had started preparing by gathering music, which she found interesting and thinking maybe they could incorporate some of it in to their collaboration.
After shuffling through million of music pieces in her collection, Buffy's eyes were tired and hurting and her hope fled. He had yet to arrive and Buffy, getting tired of the music and her hopeless work, had turned her attention to the television. Wearing her comfy yummy sushi pajamas and holding a small pint of Ben and Jerry's with a spoon, she was sprawled on the couch watching the old classics.
'RRRIIIICKKKYYYYYY!!!!' Lucy moaned and yelled for like the fiftieth time already.
"Oh-my-god!" Buffy said laughing hysterically. Suddenly there was knock at the door.
Thinking, "I wonder who it is," instantaneously before she yelled, "Who is it?" towards the door, Buffy started to get up. Opening the door before the person answered, Buffy glanced at the person and tried to look indifferent and cool while inside she was absolutely seething with anger. About to close the door again, Buffy stepped forward but the big strong of hands stopped the door.
Looking guilty stood William outside the door. Observing him under cool eyes, Buffy slightly gave as she noticed his red cheeks, heavy breathing, and rumpled clothes. 'What's wrong with him?'
"Luv, I'm so...*pant*...sorry," William started.
"...Didn't mean to be...*pant*...late."
"...Fell asleep..."
"Please...Don't close...*pant*...the door."
"Huh? Wha--? Nevermind. William, it's late, I'm tired. Why don't you go home? Not exactly in a good mood right now."
Catching his lost breath, William repeated with clarity, "I'm sorry luv. Fell asleep a while ago; friend woke me up. The night's young pet, maybe we could still work a little and work tomorrow too."
Without thought Buffy answered hastily, "No. I'm just really not in the mood to work William." Then thinking for a minute added, "And tomorrow? I have plans with friends that'll last all day I think."
"Well, I don't have plans for the rest of the night so how about I work while you pet, relax?" William asked with a small smile.
"I insist," William added before Buffy had a chance to say no.
"We can work later on in the week."
"I'm sure you've already started. Only fair I get some work done too luv, don't you agree?"
"No, really. It's fine."
"Come on luv, I won't bother you," William said at last before inviting himself into the studio and walking past Buffy. Buffy, surprised, went after him as he went around the studio. Fingering small items and circling the studio many times over, Buffy followed and placed everything which he touched back into the spot which she had designated for it.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm looking around," William said.
"No, you need to get out."
Seating himself in front of a box of music William said, "Wow, this is quite a collection pet."
"...And lookie here, you've got rock too," William exclaimed, holding up a book to Hendrix.
Grabbing his, Buffy started to pull. "No, you can't be here right now. What do you think your doing?"
"Oii-! Working here pet. Working on our collaboration. Seems to me you've left the door open pet, better go close it before little bug start coming in."
Noticing the difference of stature and size, Buffy sighed heavily as she stomped to the front door, obviously defeated. Closing the door, she leaned her forehead against it, eyes closed, desperately wanting the night to be long over...or at least wishing she had gone into town with Cordy.
"So, I see you like Hendrix," William continued, not noticing Buffy's dilemma behind him.
"Present from my pop-loving younger sister," Buffy mumbled.
"Good taste for a pop-loving bird huh?"
"Just a famous person she thought was cool and a classic, the girl doesn't even listen to him. Just gave it too me saying classical music was boring."
"Kids today," William responding, clucking his tongue in disapproval.
Slowly, Buffy turned around and walked over to the couch. Sitting on the couch with her knees to her chin, Buffy draped a shawl around her and turned her attention to the chase Lucy was giving Ricky on television. Using the remote, Buffy increased the volume a bit.
"I see you like classical television too."
Trying to ignore him, Buffy didn't answer.
"Bloody American telly. Only things worth watching are soaps I tell you," William continued.
Buffy let out a snort and was obviously trying not to laugh out loud.
"Oii-! Don't smash telly you haven't watched," William said, actually sounding really indignant.
"Don't need to watch 'em to know they're trash," Buffy said at last, starting to enjoy the banter a bit.
"Well, pure art I tell you, especially 'Passions'."
"Whatever." Buffy said, returning her attention to the television.
After 30 minutes of looking through mostly classical music, William started to get bored.
"Buffy luv. I think I'm basically finished with this stuff."
Silence.
"Actually found some interesting pieces."
Silence.
"What do you think of incorporating some of these theories and themes?"
Silence.
"Pet, do you have any suggestions? Ideas?"
A sound of soft snoring is what William heard in response to the question.
Smiling, William arose from his place on the floor. Walking over to the couch, he notice Buffy curled into a ball, sound asleep.
"Pretty tired little bird aren't you?" William asked quietly followed by a low chuckle.
Getting the fallen shawl from the floor, he covered her. Pushing her hair back a little, William enjoyed the view of an innocent Buffy. Turning off all the lights, William then left, locking the door behind him and feeling immensely satisfied.
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A/N: heyy everyone! =) How's everyone liking this longer chapter? I promise I'll try to make it even longer next time. Sorry for the late update. School. Homework...yea, the usual...including laziness. Hopefully new chapter might be up by next week? Might not be out by then though. Don't get our hopes up. AP gov is killing me. xp
-WENDY------
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CHAPTER 5: NIGHTLY START
Buffy was in her studio, which she lived in. Having nothing to do, she had decided to watch something on TV. There was nothing to watch on TV other than old black and white reruns of I Love Lucy, of which she had watched already.
One hour ago, Cordy had called for a night out in the town; after all, LA was a busy city during the night. Of course, Buffy had refused though, still waiting for her new partner, William Giles, to arrive so they may start working. Mean while, she had started preparing by gathering music, which she found interesting and thinking maybe they could incorporate some of it in to their collaboration.
After shuffling through million of music pieces in her collection, Buffy's eyes were tired and hurting and her hope fled. He had yet to arrive and Buffy, getting tired of the music and her hopeless work, had turned her attention to the television. Wearing her comfy yummy sushi pajamas and holding a small pint of Ben and Jerry's with a spoon, she was sprawled on the couch watching the old classics.
'RRRIIIICKKKYYYYYY!!!!' Lucy moaned and yelled for like the fiftieth time already.
"Oh-my-god!" Buffy said laughing hysterically. Suddenly there was knock at the door.
Thinking, "I wonder who it is," instantaneously before she yelled, "Who is it?" towards the door, Buffy started to get up. Opening the door before the person answered, Buffy glanced at the person and tried to look indifferent and cool while inside she was absolutely seething with anger. About to close the door again, Buffy stepped forward but the big strong of hands stopped the door.
Looking guilty stood William outside the door. Observing him under cool eyes, Buffy slightly gave as she noticed his red cheeks, heavy breathing, and rumpled clothes. 'What's wrong with him?'
"Luv, I'm so...*pant*...sorry," William started.
"...Didn't mean to be...*pant*...late."
"...Fell asleep..."
"Please...Don't close...*pant*...the door."
"Huh? Wha--? Nevermind. William, it's late, I'm tired. Why don't you go home? Not exactly in a good mood right now."
Catching his lost breath, William repeated with clarity, "I'm sorry luv. Fell asleep a while ago; friend woke me up. The night's young pet, maybe we could still work a little and work tomorrow too."
Without thought Buffy answered hastily, "No. I'm just really not in the mood to work William." Then thinking for a minute added, "And tomorrow? I have plans with friends that'll last all day I think."
"Well, I don't have plans for the rest of the night so how about I work while you pet, relax?" William asked with a small smile.
"I insist," William added before Buffy had a chance to say no.
"We can work later on in the week."
"I'm sure you've already started. Only fair I get some work done too luv, don't you agree?"
"No, really. It's fine."
"Come on luv, I won't bother you," William said at last before inviting himself into the studio and walking past Buffy. Buffy, surprised, went after him as he went around the studio. Fingering small items and circling the studio many times over, Buffy followed and placed everything which he touched back into the spot which she had designated for it.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm looking around," William said.
"No, you need to get out."
Seating himself in front of a box of music William said, "Wow, this is quite a collection pet."
"...And lookie here, you've got rock too," William exclaimed, holding up a book to Hendrix.
Grabbing his, Buffy started to pull. "No, you can't be here right now. What do you think your doing?"
"Oii-! Working here pet. Working on our collaboration. Seems to me you've left the door open pet, better go close it before little bug start coming in."
Noticing the difference of stature and size, Buffy sighed heavily as she stomped to the front door, obviously defeated. Closing the door, she leaned her forehead against it, eyes closed, desperately wanting the night to be long over...or at least wishing she had gone into town with Cordy.
"So, I see you like Hendrix," William continued, not noticing Buffy's dilemma behind him.
"Present from my pop-loving younger sister," Buffy mumbled.
"Good taste for a pop-loving bird huh?"
"Just a famous person she thought was cool and a classic, the girl doesn't even listen to him. Just gave it too me saying classical music was boring."
"Kids today," William responding, clucking his tongue in disapproval.
Slowly, Buffy turned around and walked over to the couch. Sitting on the couch with her knees to her chin, Buffy draped a shawl around her and turned her attention to the chase Lucy was giving Ricky on television. Using the remote, Buffy increased the volume a bit.
"I see you like classical television too."
Trying to ignore him, Buffy didn't answer.
"Bloody American telly. Only things worth watching are soaps I tell you," William continued.
Buffy let out a snort and was obviously trying not to laugh out loud.
"Oii-! Don't smash telly you haven't watched," William said, actually sounding really indignant.
"Don't need to watch 'em to know they're trash," Buffy said at last, starting to enjoy the banter a bit.
"Well, pure art I tell you, especially 'Passions'."
"Whatever." Buffy said, returning her attention to the television.
After 30 minutes of looking through mostly classical music, William started to get bored.
"Buffy luv. I think I'm basically finished with this stuff."
Silence.
"Actually found some interesting pieces."
Silence.
"What do you think of incorporating some of these theories and themes?"
Silence.
"Pet, do you have any suggestions? Ideas?"
A sound of soft snoring is what William heard in response to the question.
Smiling, William arose from his place on the floor. Walking over to the couch, he notice Buffy curled into a ball, sound asleep.
"Pretty tired little bird aren't you?" William asked quietly followed by a low chuckle.
Getting the fallen shawl from the floor, he covered her. Pushing her hair back a little, William enjoyed the view of an innocent Buffy. Turning off all the lights, William then left, locking the door behind him and feeling immensely satisfied.
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A/N: heyy everyone! =) How's everyone liking this longer chapter? I promise I'll try to make it even longer next time. Sorry for the late update. School. Homework...yea, the usual...including laziness. Hopefully new chapter might be up by next week? Might not be out by then though. Don't get our hopes up. AP gov is killing me. xp
-WENDY------
