“Ya, Buffy. What are we gonna do now?”
Hell, what are we all gonna do now? We aren't the chosen one's anymore. We are just like every other girl now. Special, but chosen.
“I don’t know... It’s kind of ironic, huh? All these years complaining that I couldn’t have a life because of the Slaying and living here...and now ‘here’ isn’t ‘there’ anymore
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