January 27th, 2005

tank girl

Reserve

ReserveDawn placed the flowers on the grave and stood with her hands folded in front of her like a schoolgirl. She'd have preferred to sit cross-legged on the ground, pulling up stalks of grass and losing track of time, but this was a cemetery in Sunnydale where it paid to cover your bases when it came to the art of the fast getaway.

She sighed and turned to leave, not surprised to see Spike step out of the shadows.

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