Not going to argue if Wesley wanted to leave, Spike slid his hands into the pockets of his coat and looked out of the windows into the main space of the floor again. He was vaguely surprised that Angel hadn't made another appearance, but he wasn't sorry for it. With Angel as a handy and suitable outlet, Spike would have been hard pressed to keep the violence to a minimum.
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Date: 2004-07-05 08:59 am (UTC)