Under
"You know you’re not supposed to be here.”
Dawn, as usual, ignored him. “This place is gross,” she remarked, hopping up to sit on the sarcophagus. “It’s so dark and gloomy.”
Spike turned to glare at her. “Vampire, remember? Creature of darkness. ‘Sides, I like it.”
She grinned. “You could get a basement apartment. Still underground, no windows…I bet Buffy’d visit you more often if you did.”
“Nah, she’d just beat me up for stealing to pay the rent.” Spike pulled a deck of cards from his pocket. “Give it up, Bit. Are you here to chat, or play poker?”
Dawn, as usual, ignored him. “This place is gross,” she remarked, hopping up to sit on the sarcophagus. “It’s so dark and gloomy.”
Spike turned to glare at her. “Vampire, remember? Creature of darkness. ‘Sides, I like it.”
She grinned. “You could get a basement apartment. Still underground, no windows…I bet Buffy’d visit you more often if you did.”
“Nah, she’d just beat me up for stealing to pay the rent.” Spike pulled a deck of cards from his pocket. “Give it up, Bit. Are you here to chat, or play poker?”