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Drabble: March
Mar. 5th, 2008 08:39 pmHe looked around furtively before slipping inside the classroom. He didn’t want to attract attention, especially from the Slayer.
He’d picked out the desk ahead of time. It was tucked away in a corner, not easily visible from anyone casually glancing in.
He set his supplies down on the desk and started to sit. Then he jumped back up to set a chair against the door. Locking it was too obvious, but a little warning was necessary.
Chips on one corner, pop on the other. He loved Willow and Buffy, but they just wouldn’t appreciate Miss March like he did.
He’d picked out the desk ahead of time. It was tucked away in a corner, not easily visible from anyone casually glancing in.
He set his supplies down on the desk and started to sit. Then he jumped back up to set a chair against the door. Locking it was too obvious, but a little warning was necessary.
Chips on one corner, pop on the other. He loved Willow and Buffy, but they just wouldn’t appreciate Miss March like he did.
