zeppo-with-one-eye:

ghost-of-fashion-victims-past:

zeppo-with-one-eye:

ghost-of-fashion-victims-past:

Sometimes I miss the Bronze… Oh, cockroach fumigation days, where have you gone.

It’s not our scene anymore. We’re past that, too old and dignified for the Bronze. We should find a new HQ. I don’t even know what the club scene is like in this town.

True enough. I think there’s some kinda jazz club? And probably something else because Clevehell’s not exactly a one-club town? We – as in Willow, you, me, and anyone else who wants to – should take a night out sometime when you’re not bed-stuck.

Absolutely. But no jazz club, the Scoobies are much more happening than that.

Agreed. We better Google it up for clubs unless we wanna wander and look for loud music.

No no, no wandering. We will be prepared with a club hunting game plan.

zeppo-with-one-eye:

ghost-of-fashion-victims-past:

Sometimes I miss the Bronze… Oh, cockroach fumigation days, where have you gone.

It’s not our scene anymore. We’re past that, too old and dignified for the Bronze. We should find a new HQ. I don’t even know what the club scene is like in this town.

True enough. I think there’s some kinda jazz club? And probably something else because Clevehell’s not exactly a one-club town? We – as in Willow, you, me, and anyone else who wants to – should take a night out sometime when you’re not bed-stuck.

Absolutely. But no jazz club, the Scoobies are much more happening than that.

Text @ Buffy

Buffy: Really hurt is when it gets to coma level, or the loss of body parts. Which it didn’t.
Buffy: You could totally swing. If you wanted to 🙂
Xander: What’s just hurt then?
Xander: I do want. Swinging after work tomorrow it is. Should I bring anything?
Buffy: Just hurt is broken bones, that sort of thing. Recoverable.
Buffy: You could also swing by my apartment (which I think is probably stupidly unlocked) and get my laptop/make sure the place isn’t ransacked. That’d be super.
Xander: I can do that. See you tomorrow.
Buffy: See ya!

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Xander: And this counts as only sort of hurt?
Xander: Do you want me to swing by sometime?
Buffy: Really hurt is when it gets to coma level, or the loss of body parts. Which it didn’t.
Buffy: You could totally swing. If you wanted to 🙂
Xander: What’s just hurt then?
Xander: I do want. Swinging after work tomorrow it is. Should I bring anything?
Buffy: Just hurt is broken bones, that sort of thing. Recoverable.
Buffy: You could also swing by my apartment (which I think is probably stupidly unlocked) and get my laptop/make sure the place isn’t ransacked. That’d be super.

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Xander: Hopefully they won’t figure it out and she’ll be okay. Though it’s not your fault if something does happen.
Xander: Are you at home right now?
Buffy: I’m at Willow’s. I’m kind of stuck here, not that it’s bad to be here. It’s kind of a result of the taking of the beating.
Xander: And this counts as only sort of hurt?
Xander: Do you want me to swing by sometime?
Buffy: Really hurt is when it gets to coma level, or the loss of body parts. Which it didn’t.
Buffy: You could totally swing. If you wanted to 🙂

Text @ Buffy

Buffy: If it can happen before the 22nd. That’s sort of D-Day. Or R-Day I guess.
Xander: Where’s a good apocalypse when you need one?
Xander: We could have one tomorrow or Friday. Your place?
Buffy: I guess the sooner the better. Though I’m guessing it’s just gonna end up with everyone against me.
Buffy: Tomorrow it is, my place. You can spread the word or I can.
Xander: We both can. I’ll tell Will.
Xander: Should we let the Slayerlings know or will it just be us vets?
Buffy: Well Penelope kind of relays stuff to them for me usually so I think it’s safe to say they wouldn’t really need to be there. Giles is out of town I guess, so Ms. Fairfax’ll have to be the stuffiest party there.
Buffy: And Kennedy, if she wants to come. She kind of has big kid status in my opinion.