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One wallpaper and one picspam.
Prompt: Fred
From "Carpe Noctem". Caps from
Caps by Emma Jane.
First up, a picspam:
Cordy: Fred. What's wrong? What happened?
Fred: I should've knocked. I always forget to knock because, you know, I didn't have a door for so long. He called me a sweetheart. But it's just an expression, isn't it? Like when a waitress calls you honey, it doesn't mean your special or anything. It's just a word, right? "Sweetheart."
Cordy: Is this about Angel? Oh. - He talked to you, didn't he?
Cordy: This is all my fault. I told him to do that.
Fred: You told him to make out with that woman on the desk?
Cordy: What? No. - What woman?
...And because I need more points/want to apologize for any damage those last two frames may have caused, here's a wallpaper: