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There are prom flyers up on all the school bulletin boards. The theme this year is "Viennese Carnival"! Tickets are cheaper in advance, buy now! YOU MAY ONLY ATTEND PROM WITH A DATE. DO NOT BREAK UP WITH YOUR DATE AT PROM; LEAVE THE GYMNASIUM FIRST. VIOLATORS OF THIS RULE WILL BE IMMEDIATELY EJECTED.
...Well, that's about fifty kinds of suspicious.
"Hey, Giles," she says after school, a flyer torn on one corner from where she was uncautious about pulling it from its staple, "does this all-caps warning here look fifty kinds of suspicious to you?"
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Bella hesitates, but only momentarily, and then she nods rather more than would be necessary for mere communicative purposes.
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Dear, dear Juliet is restored to her happy place. Happily.
"Mmmmm," she sighs, snuggling up.
"Mmmmm," she sighs, snuggling up.
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"I believe preserving your health at the expense of your immediate satisfaction favours both your priorities and mine."
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"Yes. And slightly-less-immediate satisfaction was haaaad," she sighs. (Snuggle snuggle snuggle.)
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Some combination of blood loss, afterglow, and snuggly comfort induces Bella to fall into a doze after a few minutes.
And begin speaking nonsense.
"White moon fuzz swim."
And begin speaking nonsense.
"White moon fuzz swim."
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Bella sleeps straight through the night and wakes up at six-thirty, puzzled. "...Did I fall asleep?"
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"Did you just lie there holding me all night long?" she marvels. "That's sweet - aaaaand Charlie is going to be frantic if he wasn't out working all night." She disentangles herself and reaches for her phone. It is dead; it has been for hours. "Fuck."
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"It's okay, I'll tell him I'm fine, it'll blow over. Jarvis, are you by any chance hooked up to a phone line...?"
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She rattles off her dad's cell and his landline. "Can you call the landline first, and if he doesn't pick up, the cell?"
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Charlie answers after the first ring. "Hello?"
"Dad! You're home, good. It's me. I wound up crashing at Sherlock's and my phone was dead, I'm so sorry. I'm fine, everything is fine, please tell me Sunnydale isn't crawling with cops looking for a missing person?"
Charlie's response is a sigh of utmost relief. "Bells. Oh lord, Bells, you scared me. No. No cops looking for a missing person. I know there's - things, going on, cops might make it worse even if you had it under control to start, I was going to call the school and see if you showed up before jumping to assuming you were in something bad."
"I will be showing up to school, at the usual time," Bella promises.
"There will be no more crashing at Sherlock's," Charlie says.
"I'll see you this evening," Bella says instead of agreeing. "Or right around sunset when I stop at the house if you're there then. Bye, Dad!"
"Bells -"
Bella makes a cut it gesture at the nearest camera.
"Dad! You're home, good. It's me. I wound up crashing at Sherlock's and my phone was dead, I'm so sorry. I'm fine, everything is fine, please tell me Sunnydale isn't crawling with cops looking for a missing person?"
Charlie's response is a sigh of utmost relief. "Bells. Oh lord, Bells, you scared me. No. No cops looking for a missing person. I know there's - things, going on, cops might make it worse even if you had it under control to start, I was going to call the school and see if you showed up before jumping to assuming you were in something bad."
"I will be showing up to school, at the usual time," Bella promises.
"There will be no more crashing at Sherlock's," Charlie says.
"I'll see you this evening," Bella says instead of agreeing. "Or right around sunset when I stop at the house if you're there then. Bye, Dad!"
"Bells -"
Bella makes a cut it gesture at the nearest camera.