Reporter Works Late, Wonders About Status Of Demon Situation
I'm working late tonight, just kind of trying to avoid going out on the streets and thinking about how lonely I am. I really want to be able to go talk to Anne, but to do so would be to put her and everyone else at the shelter in danger. I wonder if Morrigan and Yancey had any luck taking care of K'lyazar and his goons for me. And what's more, I wonder what it'll cost me. I hope this is all over soon; I have hardly any friends here without benefit of demon drug dealers, so I have a few less than that now. I hope Anne knows how much I miss her, and how much I can't wait to get back to the shelter and help out some more. Dammit, when did I start caring about other people so much? If only the Sunnydale High kids could see me now . . . I'd be a mockery of my former sardonic self . . . Ugh. . .