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[Aug. 16th, 2006|09:21 pm]
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce
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Well, I tried to stay at the bloody mall for as long as I could. I wanted to give Lindsey and Cordy some privacy. I'm still having mixed feelings about all this.

Don't get me wrong, I'm very happy that they're...uh...together, together. I'm glad that Cordelia has overcome her fear so soon and that it's with Lindsey.

Actually, I think the latter is the problem. It's a two way street. One the one hand I can understand that she'd feel safer with him sooner because Cordy and I have known each other longer and it may get...awkward.

But then there's the fact that we've known each other longer.


After all the drama and listening to my girls cry, it was good to see them smile again. I took them to the mall. Yes, voluntarily. Alicia got a new pair of slipper like shoes. Marilee some books, we managed to find some games for that computer console thing for the telly and apparently Dennis likes to play Parcheesi? Anyway, we got that as well.

I managed to talk Alicia out of a haircut. Good lord, she wanted it short and snappy?

We went to McDonald's, yes I still loathe that place, and grabbed a bite to eat. What's with the 'Superman' toys? Ridiculous. I'm also going to have to ask Lindsey to tell them once again that he *doesn't* own the place.

When we got home, Cordy and Lindsey were...there too.


And looking at me funny? Maybe they feel guilty? Which is silly, because I told them I'm happy for both. With both. I love them both, and I'm happy for them both.

I couldn't be happier.


With Lindsey free from that bloody firm, I think it's high time we got the Pryce-Agency of the ground.

[User Picture]From: rogue_lawyer
2006-08-17 05:15 pm (UTC)
Well, I wouldn't exactly go using us as examples of well-adjusted mental stability. *smile* It's your call, and I'll support you in whatever you choose. (We've just got to be careful who she goes chatting to, considering the things that she's seen. But I know you've already thought of that.)

You copy-and-pasted me? *laugh*

Listen, buddy-boy. If I ever get either of you into bed to do more than cuddle, I'm gonna be singing my triumph from the rooftops. Um. Figuratively. And I sure as hell wouldn't be sneaking around behind anyone's back about it. That's where I need you to trust me. If I'm going to do something that I think you might not be 100% cool with, I'd run it by you. (I'm not grumpy because of what you did, Wes. It's what you thought you had to do it that bothers me here.)

When did you get it in your head that you're the unwanted part of the equation? You really think I'm following you around making bedroom-eyes at you because I'm not attracted? (Cordy's gonna call me a perv again... *laugh*) If loving us ever hurts, we're doing something wrong.
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