Fred's brow knitted itself in obvious confusion. Not that she'd forgotten they were supposed to meet. She'd been counting down the time pretty much since they'd left Wesley's place that morning. No, she was well and familiar with lunch. So how had it gotten past her?
It was that heat again, she blamed it silently. Sticky and fuzzy, her thoughts kept getting caught up in it. And if she was honest, Fred couldn't be certain if five minutes or five hours had passed. The notion scared her a little.
Ok, it scared her a lot.
"...it went and got late all of a sudden. Lorne must've told on me."
He'd been with her when it happened. Her voice sounded raw. Out of practice, even. Fred's gaze met Wesley's.
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Date: 2015-05-16 05:40 am (UTC)Fred's brow knitted itself in obvious confusion. Not that she'd forgotten they were supposed to meet. She'd been counting down the time pretty much since they'd left Wesley's place that morning. No, she was well and familiar with lunch. So how had it gotten past her?
It was that heat again, she blamed it silently. Sticky and fuzzy, her thoughts kept getting caught up in it. And if she was honest, Fred couldn't be certain if five minutes or five hours had passed. The notion scared her a little.
Ok, it scared her a lot.
"...it went and got late all of a sudden. Lorne must've told on me."
He'd been with her when it happened. Her voice sounded raw. Out of practice, even. Fred's gaze met Wesley's.
"How bad is it?"