Third Floor CR, evening

[demonbelthazor]

Looking for something to distract himself from moping, Bel sprawled on the couch of the third floor common room, flipping through the channels of the TV. He settled on an episode of the History Channel's "Mega Diasters" series: West Coast Tsunami. Violence and destruction. Perfect.

Comments

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"She's here, sort of," Dawn sighed, "but I'm not sure she's really who she should be yet. And wait, Angel left?" She thought for a minute. "He probably would have stayed, at least long enough to do emo masterpiece theatre, send him into a month-long brood, and her to her bedroom crying."

[demonbelthazor]

"Yeah, he took off last night," Bel said, frowning. "He was my best friend. Still having a hard time dealing."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She blinked, a little overwhelmed by the idea of Angel with friends. "I'm sorry. It sucks being left behind."