TM 191 - Where do you see yourself in twenty years?

191 - Where do you see yourself in twenty years?

As if I could possibly expect to last that long.

( Twenty Years Later )

(654)

OOC Note: Ficlet section of this response is not based on any canon.

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Room w/ a Vu Two

The agent that met Wesley at the apartment building was only partly successful at not looking at him as if he had sprouted a second set of arms. Instead, she was merely befuddled as she shook his hand and led him into the building proper.

"And you're certain it's unit number six you're looking for, Mr. Wyndam-Pryce?"

Wesley nodded. By inference, he'd determined that Cordelia's former apartment had gone through at least a dozen or more tenants since she'd vacated the place, but thankfully none of them had met violent and unfortunate ends. That much indicated that it was indeed still home to Phantom Dennis and only the poltergeist and not his deceased mother's spirit as well.

Opening the door for him, the agent let Wesley step through the doorway first. "The furniture in here is for display only," she told him, "although we'd be happy to recommend a good rental service." Whether she noticed that he noticed how the display furniture had been broken and repaired, the agent did not let on.

For his part, Wesley was paying her little to no attention. Instead, he was soaking in the room, remembering the summer Angel Investigations had used Cordy's apartment as its ad-hoc headquarters. There had been Cordelia's parties, and many meetings and nights off that had happened within these walls, and Wesley could very nearly remember them all.

"I'll take it," he said.

The agent stared again. "Don't you want to take a look around?"

Before Wesley could answer, there was a mechanical click and suddenly the room began to cool, the air conditioning spilling a refreshing breeze from the overhead vents. The agent frowned. "That's funny. The landlord's never been able to get that to work right," she said absently.

"It's all right," Wesley assured her. "I think we'll be just fine here."