Xander was expecting to have to deal with all kinds of fallout from this weekend; he knew minor property damage was likely to be the least of his worries. What he wasn't expecting was that it would somehow end up being his broken door he was currently fixing. Diligently. With every tool in his travel case, now moved out of his former room at the ( Read more... )

Xander? Had not had the best night. Oh, it had started off well enough, but then his potential meals-and-more had been fangblocked by that little blonde Slayer, and his reunion with Willow went tits-up too, and not in the fun way. Actually, in the crossy, burny, owie, insult to injury way. He was tired, he was hungry, he had cross-burns on his ( Read more... )