My muse calls your muse because: they want to borrow money.
(under the cut.)
Despite that fact that he couldn’t see her reaction, Cordelia still raised her brow at Xander’s request. There was no way she was just going to blindly let him borrow god knows how much money, not without knowing how he was going to use it. “Xander…” she began, sounding vaguely exasperated. ”Just because we’re dating, it doesn’t mean I’m suddenly your personal bank. Tell me this first: how much do you want, and what’s it for?”
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“Good” he said with a nod “thanks.” Xander walked along his room and scooped up his jacket into his hand “I’ll see you...
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She smiled slightly, before simply answering his question with her patented, “Well, duh.” No matter how much she may...
