My social skills are starting to atrophy or something.

Went out tonight. Hit the Bronze.

I'd have gone to Willy's Place, but it's been closed for remodeling ever since some nitwit drove a bus through the door...

I felt all boxed in and overwhelmed at the Bronze.

The frigging Bronze.

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This can NOT be right.

*smacks the side of his detection device, shaking it*

*looks up at the sign of Ev's shop*

Vamps running antique shops now? I'll come back after it closes and nose around.

I'm feeling the burning need to shoot things.

A LOT of things.

Berkowitz in supply messed up my order. Mess is out of Salisbury steak.

And the only person at the Bronze I recognized was Parker Abrams.

What a lousy night.

You know, we really need to look into hiring on an official governmental witch.

I sort of miss Willow and her way with all things mystical. We've been trying to track some thing or another that's been eating forest animals outside of Miller's woods...and maybe a handy locater spell would have better luck than pheremone tracers. They've been a ( Read more... )

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Had to shoot a man tonight ( Read more... )

Valentine's Day.

This holiday's only any good to those of us who have someone to spend it with.

I wonder who Buffy is spending it with?

I remember our first Valentine's Day together. I remember the feel of her, dancing together after dinner in my dorm room.

And that's not a euphimism for sex. We actually danced.I miss her ( Read more... )

It was inevitable, I guess. Come back to Sunnydale, and there's only so long you can wander around before you run into someone you'd really rather see dead.

Spike.

I saw him coming out of the alley behind the Magic Box, and I trailed him. All I need is one excuse...one misstep. I was inwardly BEGGING him to so much as growl at civilians.

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