cast away

Bet you didn't even know I could write.

Went through a lot together, you and me, after the Slayer. Took a crossbow bolt for you once; so what if it healed soon after? Swaggered through sewers, fought our way through mobs, shook off the blood and dust after a hard night's mayhem.

It all came down to a single choice. You made it. Abandoned me in this Hellmouth.

Easy for you; you've moved on. Picked something a little more modern, more suited to the new you.

You'll never be the same without me.

-- the black leather duster


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