After Days
Prologue
Disclaimer: In case you haven't already guessed it, this is my disclaimer. It will clearly state that I am not taking credit for making up these characters and places on any way, shape, or form. These characters were made up by Joss Whedon and all those other people from Fox, Mutant Enemy, etc...So there you have it.
Author's Note: Yea, it's not that good and certainly not a very original idea, but the Internet is still down and the Angel ending really sucked...(No offense, Joss, but it was weird...)
Lorne smiled as he began walking down the long white hall towards his apartment building after a successful day of work. It was almost a year since the apocalypse in Los Angeles had happened. But since there was nothing on the news about Los Angeles blowing up, he figured things went well and Angel stopped the apocalypse as usual.
As for Lorne, he had been working successfully as a talent agent in Cleveland, mainly finding people to star in the somewhat local plays, but he had sent one fine actress to Los Angeles. It was one of the best things he could ask for, besides Caritas but the talent agent thing was only until he had enough money to be able to rebuild a Caritas within Cleveland city limits.
His apartment was nice enough. The rent was not that high and he did have a few friends in the building. One sweet little pumpkin named Vi would stop by every day or so and tell him things about whatever was on her mind. And Lorne would listen.
"Such a sweet soul," he mumbled to himself before he opened his door and walked inside, slightly groaning as he saw the huge pile of papers sitting around. Papers he had promised himself that he would sort one day but kept forgetting about them.
Lorne sighed, noting that Vi was not in his apartment. "Guess today's the day," he stated to himself as he walked over and began going through the papers. Most were just copies of the various people's resumes. They would go in one pile.
Lorne stopped, picking up a small piece of paper with a phone number written on it. He looked closely at a minute as the number registered within his green skinned red horned head. "Angel," he said in recognition at the number. More specific, it was the brooding vampire's cell phone number.
He gave a small shrug as he walked over to his phone, picking it up before dialing the number. "Time to catch up with an old friend," he told himself.