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milliways_bar2004-11-30 05:20 pm
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Feels like forever since he was down here, just hanging out. But he gets those moments of longing for solitude, or at least for being left mostly alone. Or at least for less crowded conditions, and so he takes time off and deals with it and then comes back when he's ready.
Of course, Beth doesn't equal a crowd and taking time for solitude doesn't mean being all alone.
But it's been long enough and by way of acknowledging his own dual nature -- or maybe that's all a load of crap and it's just time -- Spike wanders down from Room 8 and opens the door to the bar and blinks hard a couple times, because there are new people. Always new people and that's cool. Never a dull moment anyhow.
Besides, he's starving. A guy can only go so long being fed by things other than food, and so he stops by the ever-present buffet and grabs a plate of whatever's there, not noticing and not caring particularly, just... hungry. And it's gone before he even knows it, so he gets a cup of coffee and lights a cigarette and hangs out at his favorite table by the fire, just watching everyone, wondering if anything asteroid-shattering happened while he was being a hermit.
Of course, Beth doesn't equal a crowd and taking time for solitude doesn't mean being all alone.
But it's been long enough and by way of acknowledging his own dual nature -- or maybe that's all a load of crap and it's just time -- Spike wanders down from Room 8 and opens the door to the bar and blinks hard a couple times, because there are new people. Always new people and that's cool. Never a dull moment anyhow.
Besides, he's starving. A guy can only go so long being fed by things other than food, and so he stops by the ever-present buffet and grabs a plate of whatever's there, not noticing and not caring particularly, just... hungry. And it's gone before he even knows it, so he gets a cup of coffee and lights a cigarette and hangs out at his favorite table by the fire, just watching everyone, wondering if anything asteroid-shattering happened while he was being a hermit.
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It would be an awkward moment, but it's not really registered with her that it should be.
Her look darkens.
"I... should go."
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That's probably the best thing all around. It's been a hell of a weird night.
"See you later, imoutosan. You take care of yourself."
He just shakes his head.
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Her arms remain wrapped around her, and she walks, driftingly, towards the stairs and up to her room with Edward.