Fireworks
This was hell, or at the very least a division of it. Maybe a pocket hell dimension. Angel groaned as he and Spike walked out of the sixth store. “Y’know I liked you better when you were cutting hearts out […]
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Coffee and Heartbreak
I’m sitting at my desk. The usual hubbub, well, bubs about me. New cases, new stuff every day. The memory of last night still tugs at me. God! What he must think of me. Although considering that he was affected […]