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This was written because my Willow/Giles fic needs spanking wrapping up but if there's one thing I've learned it's that going at a fic with an air of grim determination, teeth clenched, is about as useful as emptying the ocean with a sieve.
No; you saunter away, write something else and pretend you don't care. And hope the fic's going to fall for it this time.
I watched the Bethany episode last night (hopeless on Angel episode names for some reason) and was entranced by the sight of Lilah folding laundry. Part of the act? Maybe not.
Wash on Wednesdays
There’s always an odd sock to annoy her, a decision to be made if this top, washed to a perfect state of faded softness, is really too worn to be worth keeping – and no, sorry, Mom, it’s not going to be ripped up into fucking dusters, no matter what you always used to do.
Always the thrill as her fingers catch on a designer label, or smooth a pull through a wedding ring sheer scrap of silk...
She lied to Bethany about so much, but not about this.
Lilah loves folding laundry, and seeing how well the blood washed out.
No; you saunter away, write something else and pretend you don't care. And hope the fic's going to fall for it this time.
I watched the Bethany episode last night (hopeless on Angel episode names for some reason) and was entranced by the sight of Lilah folding laundry. Part of the act? Maybe not.
Wash on Wednesdays
There’s always an odd sock to annoy her, a decision to be made if this top, washed to a perfect state of faded softness, is really too worn to be worth keeping – and no, sorry, Mom, it’s not going to be ripped up into fucking dusters, no matter what you always used to do.
Always the thrill as her fingers catch on a designer label, or smooth a pull through a wedding ring sheer scrap of silk...
She lied to Bethany about so much, but not about this.
Lilah loves folding laundry, and seeing how well the blood washed out.