I do not own anything but plot, and that's only sort of.Damn
Amy Madison sighed and plopped down on the bar stool. Egypt sucked. It was hot and dry and sandy. She didn't like sand... it got everywhere
. She smiled lightly at the bartender and requested a scotch. She drank things like that lately. Scotch, whiskey... vodka on occasion. Ever since she left Sunnydale...
She realized that she was grateful to Willow for telling her off. She knew she'd been wrong to get her friend hooked on the dark magic like that. It was just...
"Evil." she muttered to herself, finishing her thought.
She didn't even glance up as a man sat down next to her, but simply nodded a 'thanks' to the bartender as he sat her drink in front of her.
Why she chose Egypt was beyond her. She hated the hot weather here. But she had needed to get far, far away from California... from Sunnydale... from Rack and her past.Rack.
She shivered involuntarily at his name. She didn't know why, the guy was gone... dead. Not that he was even human enough to be truly alive in the beginning. What kind of human would purposely
get some one addicted to the darkness?Me.
she thought, disgusted, a fresh wave of bitterness washed over her.
She downed the glass of amber liquor in one swing of her wrist and smacked the glass upon the counter of cherry wood. Amy motioned for the man to fill it back up and smirked as he complied.
"You shouldn't do that, you know." a voice commented vaguely at her left, "S'bad for the liver."
She turned to look at the man with a smirk still upon her lips and the glass in her hand. Whatever she had started to say fell dead at her feet when her eyes met his.
Damn. That was the single, solitary thought in the brunette's mind as she lay eyes upon this handsome stranger.Damn.
Red, auburn hair to his shoulders pulled back in a ponytail at the nape of his neck... lovely dark-blue eyes... toned body, muscled... he looked to be at least
six feet tall.
"I don't see you complaining." she replied, regaining her composure and nodding to his glass.
"Touché." he said, smiling, "William Weasley, call me Bill."
She shook his offered hand and smiled back. "Amelia Madison. Amy."
"It's very nice to meet you Amy."7:58 pm