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"I was just fuckin' with you. Makin' sure you was payin' attention. Okay, I'm totally lyin'. I had no clue what you was talkin' about. Can't say I'm up on all the Brit speak. But yeah, I'll definitely take some Jack D and smokes. Now let's get the hell outta here."
I nodded t'Faith and wished it was dark enough t'go out, but really, all's we could do was t'go out t'the garden area and sit in the shade till the sun would finally fuckin' set, and then? Shit, then I wasn't rightly sure what t'do. Go find a bar? I didn't know, I wasn't the soddin' hero of this piece.
Right, I was a hero, just not the leader and... oh whatever.
I sat down on the bench and took another drag, lettin' my lungs fill up with the smoke and closin' my eyes.
"Don't know what the buggerin' hell is goin' on, Faith, but it seems t'me that you know some of it." I paused and took a swig of my drink before passin' it over t'her.
"Care t'share on this topic? Or shall we talk 'bout old times in SunnyHell when you were flirtin' with me just t'get t'Buffy and all, then didn't even bother t'look a bloke up after he came back from the dead?"
I cocked my head and smiled.
"Well, the first go-'round, at least."
((Open to Faith))