September 12th, 2005

tank girl

Circadian Rhythm

Circadian RhythmSpike gently shook Dawn, leaning down to whisper in her ear. "Come on. Time to get up."

She opened one eye and waited for the numbers on the digital clock to focus themselves. "It's 3:00am. On a Sunday. Go 'way."

"Get up. Get dressed. Grab an apple, a sword and meet me upstairs in the office. I'll get the coffee on." Spike playfully slapped her arse to get her moving, leaping out of the way as she flailed to retaliate and got tangled in the sheets. "We have work to do, love. Gthunm demon spawning season waits for no one."


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