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ROTM 1.38.1 - Write about a memorable shopping trip
1.38.1 - Write about a memorable shopping trip.


I was in the doghouse in a really, really big way. And it's not that I didn't understand why. I'd done just about everything a person could do to his friends and not actually be the murdering psychopathic alter ego.

I had turned my back on them, ignoring their advice and concern, fired them and abandoned them, all to pursue something I thought was mine to do alone. Naturally, it took hitting bottom just like anyone else with that serious a problem to understand that I needed help and that I needed my friends back in my life.

They were reinstated at Angel Investigations. I even made Wesley the boss, making sure that everyone understood that I was working for and with them, not the other way around. Wes and Gunn came to understand the obsession I had developed with Darla, and just how badly I regretted what I'd done because of it. But Cordelia's cold shoulder just wouldn't go away.

Wesley suggested that I talk to her, explain to her again and apologize as profusely as I could. He said that I needed to give her time and space, and let her deal with the situation in her own way. Cordy's healing and acceptance couldn't be rushed or forced, and I just needed to be okay with that if I wanted to be her friend again.

So I did what any guy would do.

I spent a bunch of money on clothes for her.

Without going into it too much, I've always had a good eye for proportions and measurements-- every now and then, I've got a little artistic side that comes out-- and so it was a pretty easy task to guess at Cordy's sizes. After that, all I had to do was head down to one of her favorite malls (the Glendale Galleria) head into a couple of likely-looking stores, find a nice salesgirl and set her loose.

Honestly, I never thought I'd spend so much cash on so little fabric, but it turned out to be more than worth it. Cordy's face lit up like a Christmas tree, and there wasn't a doubt in either of our minds that I was free and clear, and things were right back to where we wanted them. So there's the lesson, fellas. You can't go wrong with gifts, especially not a great big pile of fancy new clothes.


Angel
'Angel' the series
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