(((Cass)))
Willow ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Motherfucking snake in this motherfucking van!
haha!
Cass, I'm sorry.
{{{Cass}}} I'm so sorry.
{{{Cass}}}
Much love to you and yours. I am so sorry.
{{Cass}} I'm so very sorry.
Shake your itty bitty tail feathers, baby phoebe.
Oh, Cass. That is way too much bad stuff at once. I'm so sorry. I'm glad that you were able to get home to Kittenish. Much love to you and yours.
{{{Cass}}} So sorry, love. That is way too much bad stuff at once.
I took a nap and wasn't sure where I was when I woke up. That was a terrible moment of realizing where I was and that Kittenish was gone and my dad is now a thousand miles away with tumors in his head. This is pretty much some of the worst stuff I can imagine. And it's happening. She's really gone. He's really sick.
Oh, honey. Much strength.