- Spike - Drusilla -
Spike glanced up, his arms crossed over his chest. "And what do you want me to do? At most I'll hang around outside and smoke a cigarette or two.. What? Do you care to gloat over how you've taken Drusilla from me?" Growled Spike in a low toned voice, his blue eyes blazed with fire. Sighing he merely shook his head before replying, "What do you want me to help with? Since he wasn't looking forward to being clawed again.
Drusilla stayed silent as she held the rags her head low as Spike spoke.
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Spike:
I may be loves b*tch, but at least
I'm man enough to admit it..
Dru:
Look at me, Dearie.
Be in my eyes. Be in me.
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