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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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open_on_sundaychallenge #129: sunday/sundae
Part of the London!verse

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leni_ba
13th Sep, 2005 20:35 (UTC)
Okay, that's cute.

And I'm ashamed to admit this, but I came here with another purpose than to read the cute drabble. I need a beta for a Dawn&Spike story, and you are one fot he few authors I know who write Dawn&Spike... If you say no, I totally understand. I'm springin this on you out of nowhere. But I'd really appreiate some help with Spike.

Story is typed here: http://www.livejournal.com/users/leni_ba/335960.html