http://withoutshrimp.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] withoutshrimp.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight2011-03-29 11:23 pm

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[It's another time for a day in Anya's life. Only this time, she's currently in bed with her fiance, Xander, and trying to undress him. That is, until she hears the sounds of someone else in the room. Dream!Xander backs away from her, looking flustered and embarrassed. Anya? She just looks annoyed someone's coming in during orgasm time.]


Do you mind? We're a little busy right now.

[identity profile] hasasoul.livejournal.com 2011-03-30 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
... This must be how everyone else felt.

[identity profile] hasasoul.livejournal.com 2011-03-31 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Walking in on ... my dreams.

[identity profile] hasasoul.livejournal.com 2011-04-01 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Guess not. Uh ... should I ... be leaving now?

[identity profile] betterasshole.livejournal.com 2011-04-01 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[In walks Deb, because in her dream she was in her own place, but the door to her room opened right into Anya's dream.] Fuck yes, I mind! Since when is my bedroom a fucking hotel room?

[identity profile] betterasshole.livejournal.com 2011-04-01 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
No, this is definitely... [Wait a second. She looks around the room and oh, though she hasn't spent too much time in her new apartment so she doesn't recognize it on sight, this is most definitely not her room.] Yeah, okay then, this is some weird ass shit, so I'm just gonna go now.

[Too bad when she turns around the hallway's turned into Anya and Xander's aparment, so she walks out and goes absolutely nowhere, basically, which she realizes by the time she's in the kitchen, at which point she says loudly,] Oh come on, are you fucking kidding me here?

[identity profile] betterasshole.livejournal.com 2011-04-02 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
I'm trying to. Maybe it only works the one way. [Back she goes into the bedroom she goes, speed-walking past Anya before she can respond. Sadly this does not grant her passage back to her apartment, which is made apparent by the awkwardchan Xander still on the bed. She glares at him like he's the cause of all her troubles.]
Edited 2011-04-02 21:23 (UTC)

[identity profile] slayerpreferred.livejournal.com 2011-04-01 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Ew! ... ew. Eugh.

Is everyone dream getting some but me?

[identity profile] slayerpreferred.livejournal.com 2011-04-02 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
It wasn't exactly what I had in mind for tonight either. [Her face changes from the ultimate disgust to smiley when she sees Xander, waving at him meekly.] Hi, Xander.

[identity profile] slayerpreferred.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
[She goes toward Xander for the huggy when his blanket drops and then she's all about the shielding her eyes...y.] Clothes first, then hugs.

...It's okay, Anya. I know you can't help it. Anymore than I could help the intrusion.