March 28th, 2005

tank girl

Priorities

PrioritiesA hideously chirpy voice woke Dawn. "We're the first here!"

"What?" Dawn was not at her most coherent when the sun was yet to rise and she found herself standing in a deserted mall parking lot.

Buffy looked at her sister as if she'd suddenly grown another head. "The sale. It starts today."

Dawn reluctantly took her hands out of her armpits and checked her watch. "The stores won't open for another seven hours. I'm going home." Having already lost sleep to her sister's ridiculous lust for clothes they couldn't afford, Dawn wasn't losing fingers to the cold as well.

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open_on_sundaychallenge #105: sacrifice