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Buffy stayed under her covers, hearing her door creep open, she sneaked a peek.
"Xander! Get Out!" Buffy threw a pillow, hitting the man in the head. As he stumbled back, he glared at her.
"Look! You don't have to be such a bitch, Angel told me to check up on you." Xander cranked his neck.
"Well tell him to get his ass up her and tell me himself, not send the circus!" Buffy hissed. Xander turned to leave, flicking her off in the process.
Buffy only rolled her eyes. She heard footsteps, only smiling slightly.
"So you had to send your lapdog up here, didn't you? What's the matter, not enough balls to do it yourself?"
"Well if that's the way you think of me, maybe I haven't been giving you the pleasure you deserve." Spike popped his head into the doorway.
"Spike!" Buffy flashed a grin, jumping out of bed to hug her beau.
"Hey love, thought I'd drop by for a little morning after..." Spike couldn't say anymore, seeing has Buffy had already engulfed his mouth.
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Buffy smiled satisfied with her work.
She was in one of the houses many guestrooms, painting over all the flowers and lilies. Buffy rolled her eyes, hearing a knock at the door. Turning down the loud music, she opened the door.
Angel smirked slightly, looking at Buffy's now orange face. Once he saw the roller, he looked at the walls.
What was once a wonderfully plain room, had somehow turned into Buffy's sexual views of the world. Angel tried to make out the images, which clashed together. Once he found out what he was really looking at, he wished he hadn't figured it out. Spike's face and parts flooded the room.
"Kind of sexy... isn't it?" Buffy looked at Angel shortly, before returning to her artwork.
"Uh... sure. When were you planning on telling me, you were turning my room into a porno shoot?" Angel's voice was low.
"Well, I figured... you weren't using this room anytime soon, I would spice it up a little. Did I mention, I have a major jones for art?" Buffy's voice squeakily rang through Angel's ear.
Angel only sighed, shaking his head, as he walked out of the room.
Buffy only shrugged her shoulders, before turning her music back on, and returning to her work.
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"So love, I was thinking we would go out tonight. You know have a great time." Spike smiled sexily at his girlfriend.
Buffy smiled, then slowly sighed. "I can't baby, I promised I'd have dinner with my new 'family', if you would call them that." Buffy's grumpy face was well noticeable.
"I just don't bloody well see why you must hang around them all the time. You sleep there isn't that enough?" Spike sighed, angrily.
"Listen, why don't you go out with Will and have fun. Then come by later... I'll put on the special outfit." Buffy smiled, seductively. Whispering into Spike's ear, which always made him twitch.
"Mmm, you do know how to make a man scream..." Spike's curled lips, smiled at his girl.
"Great! I'll see you then!" Buffy hopped out of the car, toward the white house.
"Great." Spike's smile disappeared.
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"So I was like, 'Excuse me? You want me to pay how much for this?...'" Cordelia droned on about her day, while Buffy played with her food.
Angel and Xander were pretending to be interested, although Buffy assumed they weren't since Xander's hand had crept up he leg so many times.
"Xander!" Buffy swatted at his hand, resituating herself.
"You know I thought your artwork was great, although I think there should be more you and less Billy Idol." Xander protested, obviously getting him no where with her.
Cordelia and Angel stifled a laugh, at the Billy comment. Which only earned them a glare.
"At least I have a boyfriend, which is more than I can say for any of you!" Buffy stormed off angrily.
Angel smiled at his sister, only to glare at his cell phone, which had rung again.
"Hello? Oh. Hey. Yeah, sure... that sounds great. Bye." Angel hung up his phone, only to be meet by the curious eyes of his siblings.
"Lilah, she wants to get together. Tomorrow." Angel's voice, was low and sad, for maybe the first time since his father's death.
Cordelia's face was full of understanding and shock. Xander only shook his head slowly, saying nothing.
"And just for your information, Spike doesn't even like Billy Idol-" Buffy waltzed back into the room, only to be stopped by the silence.
"What's going on?"
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