Kendra went home. Word is that the bounty hunters have been called off since Spike’s all dead. Buffy’s much less jumpy now.
Cordy and I had a little shouting match about our unfortunate occurrence in Buffy’s basement. We were promptly liplocked again in an empty classroom. I think we grudgingly agreed to make a thing of it.
I still don’t like her.
I think we both understand that we can’t tell anyone. Not like she would, anyway. Not to her friends.
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I hope she doesn’t tell mine. We need to keep our reputation as hating each other.
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