"Oh, Angel was always there when I was. And I was there when he fell. Now I am there to remind him." Drusilla rose to her toes so she could kiss Angel's cheek. "Did you have to hurt Spike?"
He honestly wasn't sure about what sort of effect he may or may not have had on Spike in terms of bumps and bruises. The guy was usually pretty good at bouncing back.
Knowing full well that Dru's answer to Wes had been far from helpful, he gave his friend an awkward look, as always profoundly uncomfortable with discussing... pretty much any part of his past.
"We grew up in the same area, more or less."
And also kind of sort of... no, he couldn't say they dated, that was a term he reserved for Darla, but they sure did something.
"Ah. Good. I was wondering." Wondering where he met this weird girl who kept appearing in his life. She was lovely, he was sure, but she did keep touching his face and that was a little off putting. Just a little.
"When did you hurt Spike?" Better not be the hallway. Fighting on the hallway is prohibited and as hall monitor, he'll have to give them both a stern talking to.
"He hurt him because of the nun porn. And the gay porn." Drusilla wanted to be helpful, so she filled Wesley in on the necessary information. She also stayed in Angel's arms, because why not? "Spike doesn't want to see me."
"He was trashing our room. Some of your stuff got messed up, I'm sorry."
Angel kept hold of Drusilla, somewhat less awkwardly than most of his physical contact tended to be with people. Probably because his body remembered too well how to fit against hers.
"Spike wants to keep you away from me, that's what he wants."
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He honestly wasn't sure about what sort of effect he may or may not have had on Spike in terms of bumps and bruises. The guy was usually pretty good at bouncing back.
Knowing full well that Dru's answer to Wes had been far from helpful, he gave his friend an awkward look, as always profoundly uncomfortable with discussing... pretty much any part of his past.
"We grew up in the same area, more or less."
And also kind of sort of... no, he couldn't say they dated, that was a term he reserved for Darla, but they sure did something.
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"When did you hurt Spike?" Better not be the hallway. Fighting on the hallway is prohibited and as hall monitor, he'll have to give them both a stern talking to.
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Angel kept hold of Drusilla, somewhat less awkwardly than most of his physical contact tended to be with people. Probably because his body remembered too well how to fit against hers.
"Spike wants to keep you away from me, that's what he wants."