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Smallville/Buffy drabble - Who Needs 'Em
Jun. 28th, 2002 11:00 amWho needs 'em
Vicky scowled at the anorexic porn-star swizzle-stick.
"Fucking bald arsehole."
She desultorily stirred her drink, only looking up briefly to glare at the barkeep staring unabashedly down the front of her sharp business suit.
Something soft pressed against her back, and a sweet, exotic fragrance enveloped her.
"Yeah! Men are such guys," a squeaky voice breathed in her ear. Vicky lifted a bleary eye to the mirror, and saw only herself.
She looked over her shoulder at the gorgeous blonde smiling coyly at her. "Too right," she slurred, and knocked over her drink as she turned to grab her fantasy.
Vicky scowled at the anorexic porn-star swizzle-stick.
"Fucking bald arsehole."
She desultorily stirred her drink, only looking up briefly to glare at the barkeep staring unabashedly down the front of her sharp business suit.
Something soft pressed against her back, and a sweet, exotic fragrance enveloped her.
"Yeah! Men are such guys," a squeaky voice breathed in her ear. Vicky lifted a bleary eye to the mirror, and saw only herself.
She looked over her shoulder at the gorgeous blonde smiling coyly at her. "Too right," she slurred, and knocked over her drink as she turned to grab her fantasy.