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xxx"and these secrets all that we've got so far,
xxxthe demons in the dark, lie again.
xxxplay pretend like it never ends
xxxthis way no one has to know"
Willow rolled her eyes as Max snapped at her, insisting she wasn't a baby. "I know that. But I do know you have abilities. And because I don't know what they are, I can't anticipate them, and I really don't want to discover the hard way that they're something super destructive when you get too drunk and lose control of them," She said, keeping her voice low and steady. "And I also don't know what your alcohol tolerance is. So you're getting nice, weak drinks tonight, and you're going to deal with it."
She raised her eyebrows as Max asked if they could make pizza. "I mean, yeah, we can, I think we have most of the stuff for it. But do you really want to wait at least an hour for the dough to prove?" She asked, leaning back against her counter and taking a long drink from her coke. She didn't want to wait that long. Sure, she'd work with it if that was what Max wanted, but honestly, she wasn't sure if she wanted to cook at all. She found cooking relaxing and didn't typically resort to take-outs, but that's what she'd fully intended doing tonight, she was being honest with herself.
"That said, feel free to raid my cupboards for suitable alternatives. I'm up for anything," Willow said, shrugging. "And I'm also going to take some more painkillers while you do that," she added, heading back out to the bathroom. She downed two more advil with a mouthful of her drink, and kicked off her shoes, tossing them into the bedroom as she passed. "So, any luck?"
She raised her eyebrows as Max asked if they could make pizza. "I mean, yeah, we can, I think we have most of the stuff for it. But do you really want to wait at least an hour for the dough to prove?" She asked, leaning back against her counter and taking a long drink from her coke. She didn't want to wait that long. Sure, she'd work with it if that was what Max wanted, but honestly, she wasn't sure if she wanted to cook at all. She found cooking relaxing and didn't typically resort to take-outs, but that's what she'd fully intended doing tonight, she was being honest with herself.
"That said, feel free to raid my cupboards for suitable alternatives. I'm up for anything," Willow said, shrugging. "And I'm also going to take some more painkillers while you do that," she added, heading back out to the bathroom. She downed two more advil with a mouthful of her drink, and kicked off her shoes, tossing them into the bedroom as she passed. "So, any luck?"