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((Post Season 7))
I was in New York. It was December and the cold felt good. No matter how long I'd been in blistering weather I'd never gotten use to it. My heavy jacket kept me warm enough as I patrolled the busy streets. I heard that Buffy was there. I hadn't followed her...in fact she had followed me. Dawnie gave me the heads up that Buffy was in town. I acted like it was nothing but deep down I knew the truth. I hadn't really been paying attention and when I looked up I saw her. She was standing on the other side of the crosswalk. Her blond hair was a little bit longer than I remembered and her cheeks were rosy. I grinned at the huge blanket she thought was a 'coat'. I shook my head as I approached her.
((Open to Buffy))
I was in New York. It was December and the cold felt good. No matter how long I'd been in blistering weather I'd never gotten use to it. My heavy jacket kept me warm enough as I patrolled the busy streets. I heard that Buffy was there. I hadn't followed her...in fact she had followed me. Dawnie gave me the heads up that Buffy was in town. I acted like it was nothing but deep down I knew the truth. I hadn't really been paying attention and when I looked up I saw her. She was standing on the other side of the crosswalk. Her blond hair was a little bit longer than I remembered and her cheeks were rosy. I grinned at the huge blanket she thought was a 'coat'. I shook my head as I approached her.
((Open to Buffy))