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Dead British Men For All
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Dead British Men For All
“Can I have one too?”
Casey’s fifteen and technically shouldn’t be drinking beer, but Faith slides a bottle along the table towards her, opens her own, and takes several long, silent sips.
Just as Vi’s about to ask, she looks up and says, “My Watcher’s dead.”
“What? Giles-” Vi starts to stand.
“Nah. Giles is B’s Watcher. Mine was…” Faith’s eyes are far away. “Mine was stuffy, pretentious, bossy… controlling… wicked good with a shotgun… badass… sexy as hell…” She trails off.
“And he died?”
“Yeah.” Another long drink. “Went out fighting, at least. That’s something.”
Vi nods, remembering too.
draconin.Dead British Men For All
“Can I have one too?”
Casey’s fifteen and technically shouldn’t be drinking beer, but Faith slides a bottle along the table towards her, opens her own, and takes several long, silent sips.
Just as Vi’s about to ask, she looks up and says, “My Watcher’s dead.”
“What? Giles-” Vi starts to stand.
“Nah. Giles is B’s Watcher. Mine was…” Faith’s eyes are far away. “Mine was stuffy, pretentious, bossy… controlling… wicked good with a shotgun… badass… sexy as hell…” She trails off.
“And he died?”
“Yeah.” Another long drink. “Went out fighting, at least. That’s something.”
Vi nods, remembering too.
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Glad you liked it!
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AHAHAHAHAHA I'M DUMB. AHAHAHAHA.
Excuse me while I go sit in a corner and whine about how stupid I am.
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