Title: Reflections
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: G
Words: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine, they're Whedon's. sob
Written for: LJ Community Open on Sunday's Open Challenge
Notes: Since it was an "open" week, I picked a theme from before I joined the community: Reflections. This takes place in Season 5 or 6, I think.
"Spike."
"Slayer."
I picked at my spicy wings, appetite suddenly gone. Her back to the bottles and the bartender, she didn't see what I saw in the mirror. The beautiful blonde hair cascading down her back, her perfect elbows resting on the bar, while she surveyed the Bronze...alone. Nothing beside her but a bottle of beer and some chicken that may or may not have been hers.
I wasn't part of her world. The distance between us was never brought home to me more than at that one blinding moment of realization.
That didn't mean I wouldn't keep trying.
