Faith and Andrew stood aside and let Dolores do her job. Francine, her permanent shadow, had taken to first aid with a vengeance, but it was yet to be determined if her interest was down to aptitude or because playing nurse gave her a legitimate reason to boss people around.

"You'd think he'd learn to look before entering the training room." Faith nodded towards Xander, whose broken nose was still streaming blood.

"We're getting at least one incident of hard core dodgeball each term and it's racking up a body count, I think we need to ditch the medicine balls."


open_on_sunday — challenge #242: deja vu
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