Wesley didn't like the sound of that last sentence. Spike would get bored with everything eventually, he imagined -- the vampire had already lived a very long time, been passionate about things and then grown tired of them and moved on...
He cleared his throat as the car pulled beneath the covered section of the parking lot. "There," he said. "We're out of the sun now."
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Date: 2004-05-28 10:41 am (UTC)He cleared his throat as the car pulled beneath the covered section of the parking lot. "There," he said. "We're out of the sun now."