Three days of peace, and music and love. Spike laughed, stumbling through the crowds of mud covered tie-dye wearing tree-huggers. The sun had gone down but the music hadn’t stopped, filling the hills with the sounds of Jefferson Airplane and the slight buzzing in his head. Some man wearing camouflage pants bumped into him, sending Spike crashing to
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I was hoping someone would drabble regarding that quote. Yay!
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