"I don't know what to do," Spike admitted quietly, his gaze fixed on Wesley's gorgeous blue eyes so close to his. "I need the dosh, so I've got to go out, but I couldn't fit into that life again even if they'd have me. My other choice is to sit around doing nothing while you buy my blood and cigarettes, which I can't do, either." He gave a half-hearted grin. "Guess I really have changed."
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Date: 2004-03-12 06:17 pm (UTC)