text @ dawn

Dawn: When do you think you’re going to be leaving…there? I’d like to see you.
Buffy: I should be back in my apartment once I can walk without it needing to sit down every couple of steps, which is to say pretty soon. Slayer healing’s been helping out with that one.
Buffy: When does your semester start?
Buffy: I should know this already, I’ve been sucking at big sistering as of late.
Dawn: Next week. It’s cool though, you have more important things to worry about than me.
Buffy: Dawn, you are the most important thing I have to worry about. I’m gonna try and be home before you have to start classes again.

text @ dawn

Buffy: I’m fine. My back hurts, but it always does. So on a relative scale it is good. How are you? You didn’t go to the hip-happening masquerade ball?
Dawn: No, my dorm room is much more appealing. It has people I actually wanna see in it, aka me. I’m good, considering.
Dawn: I’m sorry I haven’t been by to see you….I just…you know…
Buffy: It’s good you’re good… considering.
Buffy: Don’t worry about it, I completely understand.
Dawn: When do you think you’re going to be leaving…there? I’d like to see you.
Buffy: I should be back in my apartment once I can walk without it needing to sit down every couple of steps, which is to say pretty soon. Slayer healing’s been helping out with that one.
Buffy: When does your semester start?
Buffy: I should know this already, I’ve been sucking at big sistering as of late.

text @ dawn

Buffy: I’m fine. My back hurts, but it always does. So on a relative scale it is good. How are you? You didn’t go to the hip-happening masquerade ball?
Dawn: No, my dorm room is much more appealing. It has people I actually wanna see in it, aka me. I’m good, considering.
Dawn: I’m sorry I haven’t been by to see you….I just…you know…
Buffy: It’s good you’re good… considering.
Buffy: Don’t worry about it, I completely understand.

text @ dawn

Buffy: Dawnie, hey. Hope you don’t mind a little big-sisterly bothering!
Dawn: You’re one of the few I don’t mind the bothers from right now. How are you? How’s your back?
Buffy: I’m fine. My back hurts, but it always does. So on a relative scale it is good. How are you? You didn’t go to the hip-happening masquerade ball?

Group Text @ Faith and Willow

Buffy: I need you guys to rock extra on for me tonight, I’ll be hobbling along to the music with you in spirit!
Faith: Not sure if this is sweet or pathetic.
Faith: I’ll have my cell on me, just make my tits vibrate if someone tries to do you in or something.
Buffy: A hard mix of the two, I’d venture to guess.
Buffy: Gotcha, jiggly boobs if the Buff’s looking like an endangered species.

Text @ Buffy

Buffy: Well here’s me hoping you’ll get it back.
Buffy: I wouldn’t be at all opposed to another get together, you’re not a bother at all. But I’m sort of bedbound right now, so getting together might be a little difficult.
Tara: What! What happened?
Buffy: It’s really fine. I hurt my back, but I’m recovering. It’s really not anything worth exclamation pointing over. Please don’t worry.

Text @ Buffy

Tara: You sound so different from the last time we talked. I’m glad you’re happier. Maybe I’ll get there someday.
Buffy: You will. I guess I started to realize that hope of a better life is one of the few things that are worth living for. Hope and love. If you have those, you might not be happy all the time, but at least you’ll know that life’s still worth it if you’ve got those.
Buffy: Whoa, I’m going all Yoda. Whoa, I know who Yoda is!
Tara: Ha! All of your nerdy friends must finally have got to you.
Tara: I’m not sure I have the hope or the love anymore.
Tara: Hey, we should get together again soon. I’ve missed you! (: But, I mean, I don’t want to be a bother…
Buffy: Well here’s me hoping you’ll get it back.
Buffy: I wouldn’t be at all opposed to another get together, you’re not a bother at all. But I’m sort of bedbound right now, so getting together might be a little difficult.