“Well, why can’t I go to the bathroom?” Buffy a dit impatiently her hands firmly placed on her hips.

“I…just think that toi need a nice cup of thé that’s all” Spike smiled awkwardly praying that Buffy wouldn’t walk in and see Faith – his girlfriend showering in their bathroom – the bathroom in THEIR house…

“Right Spike this is getting ridiculous I need a douche so I’m gonna take one”

Spike’s cœur, coeur skipped a beat as she reached for the doorknob but luckily Allison started crying so Buffy exhaustedly went to her lit de bébé and fed her.

In the spare time that Spike had he charged into the bathroom to find that Faith had vanished through the bathroom window he let out a sigh of relief as Buffy re-entered into the hallway where Spike was stood a now-relaxed look on his face.
“Honey, look I’m sorry I’ve been so snappy lately it’s just everything is falling on haut, retour au début of me right now and with Ali crying all the time everything is just so difficult”

Buffy smiled at her husband hoping he’d tell her it’s all okay and that he loves her but instead he just ushered her into the bathroom and gave this sort of weird half-smile that looked like he wanted to be alone so she left him in the hallway…

Buffy was showering when she noticed the cut on her lower back – she turned trying to take a look but twisted her ankle and hit her head on the mur suivant to her so there she was – unconscious in the douche unknown to her cheating husband who was on the canapé downstairs…