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After I had left the girls at the hotel I headed back home to be behind the safety of specialty tinted windows, nearly driving around until the sun came up. I pulled into the garage and wandered upstairs, something tickling the back of my brain. I sherked my duster off and sat behind my desk trying to wrap my brain around what it was that was eating at me.
Faith and I walking up to the door of the hotel room. Knocking. Buffy and Riley answering. We stood there talking, Riley trying his best to intimidate me. What the fuck is it? I slam my fists on the desk and get up walking to the window, seeing the sun come up over the hills. I rubbed my temples and closed my eyes, trying to focus, something was off in that room and I don't mean Faith. That was a given, girl was truly going insane in the membrane.
Think you bastard, think. I opened my eyes and put my hand to my chin, closing them again and replaying the events in my head. Faith and I walking up to the door of the hotel room. Knocking. Buffy and Riley answering. We stood there talking, Riley trying his best to intimidate me. Damn. Damn. Damn. Faith's heartbeat. Riley's heartbeat. Buffy's heartbeats. Wait... heartbeats??? Oh my fucking ... she's... no way. I need to investigate again and if it weren't for the sun being up, I'd do it right fucking now.
Sleep now, go later. I'd go see Faithy, see how my little sugarpea is doing. I wonder if dropping her off at Buffy's is such a good idea, but I guess I'll find out. No matter what anyone does ... she's still going to die.
Faith and I walking up to the door of the hotel room. Knocking. Buffy and Riley answering. We stood there talking, Riley trying his best to intimidate me. What the fuck is it? I slam my fists on the desk and get up walking to the window, seeing the sun come up over the hills. I rubbed my temples and closed my eyes, trying to focus, something was off in that room and I don't mean Faith. That was a given, girl was truly going insane in the membrane.
Think you bastard, think. I opened my eyes and put my hand to my chin, closing them again and replaying the events in my head. Faith and I walking up to the door of the hotel room. Knocking. Buffy and Riley answering. We stood there talking, Riley trying his best to intimidate me. Damn. Damn. Damn. Faith's heartbeat. Riley's heartbeat. Buffy's heartbeats. Wait... heartbeats??? Oh my fucking ... she's... no way. I need to investigate again and if it weren't for the sun being up, I'd do it right fucking now.
Sleep now, go later. I'd go see Faithy, see how my little sugarpea is doing. I wonder if dropping her off at Buffy's is such a good idea, but I guess I'll find out. No matter what anyone does ... she's still going to die.