#bvstarter

So, Buffy knows what you’re thinking. Throw her and Angel together and all you’ll be witnessing is a little holiday play instead of a little holiday slay, right? Wrong. They’re here, they’re together (in a strict side-by-side sense), and to all the haters who after all these years still think they’re just helpless slaves to passion (she’s looking at you, Xander), well...

Cut to a shot of her and Angel having a steamy makeout session underneath a street headlight.

You’d be absolutely right.

Between smooches, “You know, as much as I...” She locks them into a passionate kiss for a few seconds more, “I mean, this really isn’t hunting in the classical —-“ and again, “We should probably —-“ and again... “Okay, time-out!”

Ahem. Woo. It’s been a long time since Buffy’s allowed herself to get worked up like that. She clears her throat as they resume walking, awkwardly gazing around the same street they’ve been parked at for almost ten minutes now. Woo, again, “See anything?”

Right after four hours of driving around with no clue on where I was, until I bought a map at a gas station. New and fun fact about my phone: the battery dies incredibly fast when using the GPS. At least I managed to prevent tomorrow's headlines from saying I was found wandering aimlessly only God knows where.

Anyway, important thing is, at last I’ve arrived. I’ve already checked into the hotel, and slept for an indeterminate number of hours that I’m sure will suffice my need for sleeping tonight.

Anyone up for a beer and showing me around? Ah, I’m Romeo by the way!