Oct 24, 2004 02:31
Upon entering my apartment I notice things I never noticed before.
The walls are dingy. Everything's too small. It's so sparse. It's not leather and oak and nice like Angel's place.
And Buffy will be here any minute.
Suddenly I hate it. I hate this hole in the wall Angel relegated me to. I hate that he decided to stick me down here, out of the way.
I hate that I have to bring Buffy to this.
I sit on the couch with the rips in the fabric and have myself a couple drinks while I wait.
She's so much better than this.
[tag Buffy]