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Drabble: Anya's Annoyed
Title: Anya's Annoyed
Characters: Xander and Anya
Season: Mid of S7
"That's weird. Why isn't there a fuss?"
Xander looked at the bickering potentials before raising an eyebrow.
Anya hit him on the arm. "You know what I mean!"
"Ow." He rubbed his arm. "And I don't."
She grimaced. "Men."
He chose not to ask for his sanity. At night right when he was leaving, Anya stood next to the door, pouting. "It's not fair. How come no one said anything?"
He sighed. "What is it?"
Her finger started drawing circles on the wall.
"Anya?"
"Oh, happy friggin' birthday." She walked away quickly.
He didn't even remember today was his birthday.
Characters: Xander and Anya
Season: Mid of S7
"That's weird. Why isn't there a fuss?"
Xander looked at the bickering potentials before raising an eyebrow.
Anya hit him on the arm. "You know what I mean!"
"Ow." He rubbed his arm. "And I don't."
She grimaced. "Men."
He chose not to ask for his sanity. At night right when he was leaving, Anya stood next to the door, pouting. "It's not fair. How come no one said anything?"
He sighed. "What is it?"
Her finger started drawing circles on the wall.
"Anya?"
"Oh, happy friggin' birthday." She walked away quickly.
He didn't even remember today was his birthday.
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I love Anya. Always glad to see her.
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Thank you for the feedback :)
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