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[bloody_wanker]

Bloody fuck. What was Harris tryin' to prove? Not a damn lot. I just watched him walk inside, letting him feel all high and mighty in his work uniform. Wanker. Looking around, I see the glass everywhere and growl. That was my whiskey, ponce. Kicking at the ground, I turn on my heel and head back to the house. Nothin' more for me here

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[newslayerintown]

Not wanting to deal with Xander, I waved to the girl on the couch and Spike. I figured B could tell me who she was and what she was doing here later.

I figured having lived in the slayer house in Sunnydale gave me a pass to snoop around the new one, so I wondered upstairs. There had to be someone else around here. And hey, if B wasn't here, I could always sneak out the back.

[bloody_wanker]

That's what that smell was. Not like I was complainin'. Faith. All over Harris. Lucky bloke that is. When she went upstairs, that's when I walked outside, pulling out a fag and lighten' it.

Then somethin' came to mind. Harris was being a ninny for no good reason, I could actually give him somethin' to be boo-hooin' 'bout. Grin came to my lips as I blew out a stream of smoke, watchin' it fade away right before me.

Where the bloody 'ell was Buffy?

Sittin' down on the steps, I hear people walkin' all around the house, probably none of them wanted to come out here and keep ole Spike company. That's okay, sod them. Don't need them.

"Stayin' in my house and do I get respect?" I mutter and have a pull on my smoke. "Bloody wankers."

[newslayerintown]

I saw Spike outside by himself and decided to wander out. He gave me a look that said he thought something was up with Xander and I.

"Hey, if Xand smells like me, he hasn't showered in over week."

Not that I wouldn't mind getting horozonal...or vertical...with Xander, but it was all just too complicated.

I nodded toward Spike's smokes.
"Spare some cancer for me?"

[bloody_wanker]

Raisin' a brow at her when she came back out, I was surprised when she said somethin' bout Xander smellin' like her. "Is that right then?" Grinning, I moved over so she could sit down, then looked out ahead.

Pickin' up the pack, I took one out for her and gave it to her. "I guess in my case, it's good that I'm already dead," I say, then toss the fag on the ground, gettin' myself another.

"So, you and Harris are gettin' all with the comfy cozy. Oh, how I feel sorry for you," I say sarcastically.

[newslayerintown]

[OCC: Sorry if I say stuff I shouldn't know. I'm just trying to catch you up on the F/X issues]

I was suprised Spike seemed to think stuff was so serious with me and Xand. Like we ever even got started.

"Sure, in that way where we fucked it up about a mile before we got to the comfy cozy part."

I took a light from Spike and inhaled. Damn, why was I trying to give this up again? Screw that.

[bloody_wanker]

(OOC: Thank you! I'm so completely lost and I'm just trying to play so I can get him more involved.)

Gave her a glance when she inhaled the smoke, then looked down at my feet, kickin' a rock that was on the porch. "Sod started somethin' tonight, he's bloody lucky that I didn't give it to him, ponce," I mutter then take another drag.

Didn't know where Buffy was, was wantin' to get out of here, do somethin', make myself feel all right in the head, goodness and light and all that rot. Couldn't do it here when I was sittin' around, bein' useless.

"Feel a nick for the slayin' tonight ..." I glance up at her as she takes another pull off the fag, "Slayer?

[newslayerintown]

[OOC: Going to sleep, but I'll be back tomorrow. :) ]

I wasn't sure why Xander would pick a fight with Spike. Then again, Xander was the only around her I really had a clue about and I didn't even know what was up with him lately.

"Eh, I'm sure he thinks its my fault somehow."

I could tell Spike was wondering where Buffy was just like I was. But I wasn't about to turn down slaying. I tossed the butt on my smoke down ground it with my heal.

"Always. What do you do have in mind?"

[bloody_wanker]

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