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*Laughs at the television.* Bloody bastards, yeah, that's lovely. And they call me a monster. Supposed to be the good guys and you play your sick little games. Maybe there ain't no good guys then, huh? Meet the new boss, same as the old boss. No good, no evil, nothin' to be forgiven for...
*Paces around the basement. Stops and looks at the basket of laundry no one has bothered to retrive.*
The bird sure wears a lot of pink, don't she? Could use a pack of smokes. Wonder if I could get the bit to run to the store for me?
I'm tired of it, Mother. You can get out of my head now, only did what I did because I loved you. Everyone else can get on out now too. Go on home then, Dru. And Buffy...yeah, look what you do to those you love, eh? Or else they do it to you. All comes down to ashes one way or another.
*Looks at the ceiling.* Is anyone even still up there anymore?
*Paces around the basement. Stops and looks at the basket of laundry no one has bothered to retrive.*
The bird sure wears a lot of pink, don't she? Could use a pack of smokes. Wonder if I could get the bit to run to the store for me?
I'm tired of it, Mother. You can get out of my head now, only did what I did because I loved you. Everyone else can get on out now too. Go on home then, Dru. And Buffy...yeah, look what you do to those you love, eh? Or else they do it to you. All comes down to ashes one way or another.
*Looks at the ceiling.* Is anyone even still up there anymore?