Well Can You?

As seen at wildannuette's journal!

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Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.
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open_on_sunday prompt, Squash

Renee put on her squash outfit, getting ready to play with another slayer in the court. Taking her racquet, she headed for the door. Xander watched her walk down the hallway of the castle towards where they had set up the training rooms and gym, curious as to the game, he followed her.

As Renee set about showing her skill, Buffy joined Xander.

“Hi Buffster,” Xander turned round to greet his friend.

Buffy watched the two girls hit the ball of the walls energetically.

“Racquetball!” Buffy exclaimed. “Why does the rest of the world call our games by different names?”

open_on_sunday prompt, Squash #2

Joyce cut up the cheese squash for the soup she was making. It was Fall, and making soup, to warm her family when they returned home was traditional. When she had been at High School she had never been part of the in-crowd. Never dreamed of being one of the cheerleaders, or claiming the prize man. She had been happy to do well, and work in the school newspaper.

Now she had a handsome husband, and a beautiful daughter to look after. She felt like the most successful woman on earth. Such a normal happy life. Nothing could spoil it.