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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

After finding out that Tim was leaving, Faith ran outside to cry in private.

She fell asleep out there, huddled in a ball on the grass.

Which is why, when she comes back in, there's grass on her clothes and in her hair, faint stains on her skin, and her eyes are puffy - and her expression is one of much woe.

She makes a quick detour to wash her face, and then comes back to the bar, cleaner but still looking sad, acquiring coffee and food before finding a quiet booth.

Hugs are welcome.

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[shelley_winters]

"Hello, Faith," says Shelley with an unobservant smile as she walks past, before doubletaking and stopping.

"Er. Are you feeling okay?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Shelley."

Faith musters a tiny smile.

"I'm okay. Friend of mine left last night, is all."

[shelley_winters]

"...Oh," she says, sitting down slowly.

"Left as in- left left?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Not coming back, yeah. I walked up to tell him when the wedding's gonna be and he said he was on his way out the door."

[shelley_winters]

Shelley winces.

"Oh... ow, Faith. That's awful. Had- had you known him very long?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith nods. "I met him the fourth day I was in the bar."

[shelley_winters]

"Oh. I'm... really sorry."

She carefully and a little helplessly reaches over to pat the Slayer's arm.

[the_antiangst]

And Angel's sitting down next to her, rather than across the way, since she looks rather like she needs a hug.
"What happened?"

(OOC: Still unpacking, and might get dragged off for errands when the mother gets home, But yes.)

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Friend of mine's leaving. For good."

Faith leans without being asked.

Mmmm, family.

[the_antiangst]

Angel puts an arm around Faith, and doesn't say anything.
It doesn't seem like there's much to be said, really.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Left last night, actually. Which was the first time I heard anything about it."

Faith laughs a little, wryly. "I came up to tell him we picked a date for the wedding, and...well."

[the_antiangst]

"Yikes. Date for the wedding's good, though."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. June fourth, bar time." Faith eyes him. "You'd better be there."

[thelastearthman.livejournal.com]

"Want to talk about it?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Hey."

Faith smiles at him, a little. "Friend of mine left. Last night."

[thelastearthman.livejournal.com]

He instinctively leans over and puts an arm around her shoulder.

"Anything I can do?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Not really."

Beat.

"We set a date for the wedding."

[thelastearthman.livejournal.com]

"That's great. When is it?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"June fourth, bar time." Faith smiles at him. "You'd better be there."

[inquisitivehero]

The mun may have to leave soon, but there is a Beast, with an even stronger coffee, splashed with just a bit of Hank's Own, being set down in front of her, and a Beast-style hug, given, with no questions asked.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmm, more hugs.

Hugs are very very welcome.

Slayer cliiiiiiing.

[inquisitivehero]

"Ah my friend. do you wish to talk?"

He hugs her tightly, as only a furry 7 foot tall man can.

"Because I also broguth some hideously strong coffee witha bit of Hank's own in it, so talking isnt neccessary."

There is a slight grin.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith laughs quietly, takes the coffee and drains it.

There may be a bit of sputter, but she hides it well.

"The wedding is June the fourth, bar time. Consider this your invitation."

That's a no on the talking.

[inquisitivehero]

Hank grins wide.

"Excellent! My dear this is wonderful news! I will be there, most assuredly! After all, I was there at the last party. It is only right I see this side of things as well."

He grins.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith grins back.

"That's right. Good. Wouldn't be the same without you."

Beat.

"No getting me drunk on my wedding day, young man."