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BashDawn was dancing with Andrew and it looked like Rachel was planning to throttle a Watcher who was doing a remarkable impression of an octopus.

Spike had already won a bet with Xander over which junior Slayer would stagger out drunk and it looked like he'd picked who'd get caught in the stationery cabinet.

Spike wondered if Giles would be hosting the Christmas party in the Watcher rooms next year once he saw the mess in his office. All it needed was for someone to photocopy their arse and it would be just like every other party in the city.


open_on_sundaychallenge #144: free-for-all
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse


( 6 howls — talk to the wolf )
27th Dec, 2005 23:11 (UTC)
LOL, your drabble is delightful and sharp with wit as always.
27th Dec, 2005 23:14 (UTC)
They may save the world every other Thursday, but they're not that different to everybody else.
28th Dec, 2005 01:15 (UTC)
Hmmm. I must not live in the right city because I've never come across a party like that - but I sure want to now! Great drabble.
28th Dec, 2005 01:21 (UTC)
Take one reasonably large office, add alcohol and you pretty much have this party.

Throw in juniors who've never seen an open bar before and you can easily envision the aftermath.
28th Dec, 2005 14:25 (UTC)
Ah, office parties... *makes warding gestures at the memory* Bets seem a reasonable coping mechanism.
28th Dec, 2005 21:32 (UTC)
If you're not going to walk around with a lampshade on your head, you may as well profit from those who do.
( 6 howls — talk to the wolf )