You open your eyes and it hurts. Shit, what did you do last night? And it's not just your eyes, it's your whole body, every single muscle... Why are your clothes practically torn off your body? Especially in those areas?
A quick glance to your right, and you're not sure whether to get up in a fighting stance or freak out, because you suddenly remember.
Faith.
You and Faith. Fighting. Fucking. Fighting. And there might have been more fucking.
"What...?" You don't need to say, 'what did we do?', because you remember all that, visual, audio, the whole package. "What happened?"
That's a much better question. You're certain that something weird was going on, still is going on. You feel strange. And Faith is watching you like a lioness going for her prey.
"Oh come on, I know it was better than that." I said, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms over my chest. Damn...that was one of the craziest fucks I've ever had. You'd think he'd remember.
Watching him as he got up, my eyes moved over his body. Blood and bruises, just as bad as mine covered his. Actually I was pretty sure I was in worse shape cause I didn't have the handy immortality thing workin' for me.
I had to force myself to turn my back on him, because I felt...ashamed. What the hell had happened to me last night?
She looks kind of offended. You get up and try to cover up what you can. Damn, you're scratched up! And you bet the better part of that isn't from fighting demons.
"I didn't mean that. I remember that. It's just... I felt weird. Like something was going on."
She's pretty beaten up as well. And you remember. You bit her. No wonder your body's still tingling. Slayer blood. Every vampire's drug of choice.
"Yeah, I suppose."
Running a hand through your hair, you try to find a way to ask without sounding like a total dumbass.
"I'm fine." I snapped out at him, feeling my temper flare and for really no reason I could think of. But I couldnt' help myself, everytime I thought about him or looked at him...I just wanted to stake him.
This was so wrong, he was my best friend. The only one who'd never given up on him now I had to fight every instinct I had to not kill him. What the hell was wrong with me?
"Look, everything's cool. But I gotta get out of here." I said, heading for the door. How had we gotten inside this warehouse anyways? I could barely remember, things were kind've blurry.
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What was that? Who was that?
You open your eyes and it hurts. Shit, what did you do last night? And it's not just your eyes, it's your whole body, every single muscle... Why are your clothes practically torn off your body? Especially in those areas?
A quick glance to your right, and you're not sure whether to get up in a fighting stance or freak out, because you suddenly remember.
Faith.
You and Faith. Fighting. Fucking. Fighting. And there might have been more fucking.
"What...?" You don't need to say, 'what did we do?', because you remember all that, visual, audio, the whole package. "What happened?"
That's a much better question. You're certain that something weird was going on, still is going on. You feel strange. And Faith is watching you like a lioness going for her prey.
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Watching him as he got up, my eyes moved over his body. Blood and bruises, just as bad as mine covered his. Actually I was pretty sure I was in worse shape cause I didn't have the handy immortality thing workin' for me.
I had to force myself to turn my back on him, because I felt...ashamed. What the hell had happened to me last night?
"We should get back to the hotel." I muttered.
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"I didn't mean that. I remember that. It's just... I felt weird. Like something was going on."
She's pretty beaten up as well. And you remember. You bit her. No wonder your body's still tingling. Slayer blood. Every vampire's drug of choice.
"Yeah, I suppose."
Running a hand through your hair, you try to find a way to ask without sounding like a total dumbass.
"Faith? Are you ok? I... I bit you."
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This was so wrong, he was my best friend. The only one who'd never given up on him now I had to fight every instinct I had to not kill him. What the hell was wrong with me?
"Look, everything's cool. But I gotta get out of here." I said, heading for the door. How had we gotten inside this warehouse anyways? I could barely remember, things were kind've blurry.
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