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When Andrew opened the door, his first thought was that the Retjulls had paid him another visit, before the true horror of the situation kicked in.

Xander was packing for his latest overseas jaunt and it looked like the entire contents of his bedroom had been relocated to the living room while he contemplated what to jam into two enormous steamer trunks.

Andrew had been through this many times. They'd spend the next several hours paring the packing down to a single trunk, making sure the appropriate international adaptors were included and arguing about the misuse of Slayers as roadies.


open_on_sundaychallenge #195: light
Part of the London!verse
Tags: andrew wells, fan fiction, fiction, london, retjull, xander harris

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