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2007-04-21 05:04 am (UTC)
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He tried to catch a breath, tried so hard to fight this off. He hated that he had no contol over it at all. Like falling. Like dying.
"Buffy," he managed to whisper, finally reaching out to grip the hem of Greg's jeans, as tears soaked his lashes. "He wanted Buffy..."
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"Buffy," he managed to whisper, finally reaching out to grip the hem of Greg's jeans, as tears soaked his lashes. "He wanted Buffy..."