God damn it, Will.
Damning Willow wont do anything now. The cat’s out of the bag. No more using “I’m a big ol’ meanie who doesn’t give a flying flip” as an excuse! You’re nice and there’s nothing to be done about it.
God damn it, Will.
Damning Willow wont do anything now. The cat’s out of the bag. No more using “I’m a big ol’ meanie who doesn’t give a flying flip” as an excuse! You’re nice and there’s nothing to be done about it.
No, you fuckin’ can’t! You’re /so/ lucky I’m not up there with you right now.
Ooh! It uses curse words, I’m very scared.
I’m not very nice.
But you can be, Will told me so. And I happen to have seen it myself a time or two. The mythical nice Faith is actually a reality.
That’s a vicious rumor. It’s bullshit. Complete and utter bullshit, alright?
Oh, so I can’t look to you for my yearly fix of Thin Mints? Shame.
You’re so gettin’ it for that.
Aw, you would attack a sicky? That’s not very nice, Faith.
Oh, nah, pretty sure we /all/ know it.
Whatever you say Faithykins.
Yeah, we all know questions about sex make you think of me.
Oh really, miss mind reader. Is that something we all know? Are you sure it isn’t the other way around?
Faithsexual. Look it up, it’s a thing.
Oh dear. Slayers and sex, how did I know you would have some sort of comment to add?
Aww, that’s sweet, B. Didn’t think you thought so highly of me.
Who can resist the Faithster?
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[pm] Wasn’t sure. Told me once you’d beat me to death for sayin’ sorry, so I wasn’t— I didn’t know. Kinda figured you’d just want space. It’s not really something you can fix with a sorry.
[pm] Maybe you can’t fix it with sorry, but you can be forgiven with sorry. Maybe I did need the space, I guess we’ll never know.