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"I hope you know what you're doing?" Andrew leaned back in the booth and eyed his flatmate.

"How hard can it be?" Xander sipped his beer. "It's only a crossword."

Faith snorted beer across the table and Andrew patted her on the back until she could compose herself. Wiping tears from her eyes, Faith gave Xander a clip over the ear. "You made a bet with Dolores and she eats the Times cryptic crossword for breakfast. Consider yourself her pet for the foreseeable future."

Andrew tossed a newspaper on the table and grinned as Xander laid eyes on his challenge.


open_on_sundaychallenge #287: hope
open_on_sundaychallenge #288: word
open_on_sundaychallenge #289: teach/teacher
Part of the London!verse
Tags: andrew wells, dolores henry, faith lehane, fan fiction, fiction, london, xander harris

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