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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


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.