Spike stumbled through the wooden church doors, and looked up at the overcast sky.
“Well, that’s bloody helpful, isn’t it? Funny how those damn Scoobies like planning their weddings around the rain,” he said more to himself than Angel. “Guess it’s so blokes like you and me can get around, huh?”
Angel, hands on hips, gave Spike a sour look before
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