Well, technically she did end up doing the latter. But she couldn't have predicted that an affinity for languages, demon and human, or skills with edged weapons would see her living in London and running her own business.
"We out of Ginger Snaps?" Spike yelled from the kitchen.
"Ask the Retjulls." Dawn smiled as she heard a yelp. No, she wouldn't trade her life for anything.


Part of the London!verse