I was tapping my toe to the worst music that could be playing in an airport. It was considered by me, elevator music. I was even surprised that I could hear it above all the racket in here. Cleveland, big city, full of crabby people. Especially when their flights hold delays and when everyone is in everyone else's way. Then not to mention of course
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Buffy was totally freaking about Angel. She couldn't hide that fact from me. She knew I knew. B seriously, needs to chill. She looks like she's constipated.
"You know, it'll help if you just relax. It's only Angel." I nudged her on the arm. "Not like you're gonna jump on him and ride his bones when you see him. Just be yourself, B."
I'm really not one to feel sorry for people, but I did for her. In a minute she'll be biting her nails.
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"That's what I told Giles. You and me can take out as many baddies as we want", I chuckled. "But you know, Giles..." I trailed off. "Angel is big muscle. We need him. He can come in, help us and then be on his merry way. Then, you can take the stick that is so far up your ass...out."
Oh, she'll get me back for that last comment. I sighed, sitting back.
I looked around at all the people, when B was talking about everyone. "Doesn't matter where I'm at. I've been in cold. I've been in heat. These people don't know what's going on. They don't give a shit, either. They live their lives all normal. Something we don't have, B. Something, we'll never have."
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