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Finally settled in this big smoke shop in the sky... Everyone up here is so nice and comforting, that's a given though.. I've become very restless at night.. I know why.. I'm worrying. Worrying about Buffy... about the o t he r g irls.. I hope they all make it through this... And.. I hope many many sharp pointy and painful things find their way to him.
Me? Bitter? Oh no... what gave you THAT idea?
Me? Bitter? Oh no... what gave you THAT idea?