And he hadn't even had time to point that glaring and staring were two completely different things! If he'd wanted to stare he'd have...umm...oh no matter what he thought that wasn't coming out right. Damnit. This was just all not of the good, not at all. Not even the again mention of a lesbian Willow distracted him from the bad.
Since he'd been staring after Anya, he had to turn around to glare at Brian, a really good glare with daggers and everything. He opened his mouth to say something, realized he didn't want to make this any worse then it already was and just turned to go. "thanks for nothing." He muttered as he left kicking the pool table as he passed one of the legs. He tried very hard to hide his really girly wince of pain and get out there with some of his manliness still intact.
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Date: 2007-09-29 05:16 am (UTC)Since he'd been staring after Anya, he had to turn around to glare at Brian, a really good glare with daggers and everything. He opened his mouth to say something, realized he didn't want to make this any worse then it already was and just turned to go. "thanks for nothing." He muttered as he left kicking the pool table as he passed one of the legs. He tried very hard to hide his really girly wince of pain and get out there with some of his manliness still intact.
Oh who was he kidding?