January 3rd, 2005

tank girl


RetaliationXander clenched the table so hard Anya made a note to check for indents later.

"I'm going to kill them."

Anya sighed. "You're being melodramatic."

"Not helping here, An."

"You came in from work in a foul mood, yelled at me, nearly hit Spike and spoke to Dawn like she was a child. That kind of behaviour kept me in work for centuries, be thankful you got off so lightly."

Xander ran a hand over the stubble that remained of his hair.

"Besides, it's your own fault for falling asleep when you should have been helping me in the store."

open_on_sundaychallenge #93: hair
Part of the Mischief!verse