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Frivolosity
Prologue
An hour before Angel had to leave for the airport, he got out of her bed, getting dressed with a sober expression on his face. After 2 whole months of being away from the hustle and bustle of city life, it was time for him to go back. He was going to start his junior year of high school, but he was unwilling to leave. After meeting her, all of his previous escapades suddenly meant nothing. She was the love of his young life, and he knew that he would never see her again. She was too pure, too decent to live that kind of life style. As she had asked so many times before, he left her his letterman jacket, a photo album, and a brand new bottle of his special cologne, knowing that he could get more when back on Rodeo Dr. Placing one last kiss on her tender lips, he climbed out the window, on his way back to the hotel where he and his parents were staying.
An Hour Later
Knowing that he had left already, Buffy woke up to find a box on her night stand. Inside were his jacket, a leather bound photo album, and his cologne. Smelling it, she slipped on his jacket and looked through the album. As the tears fell, she knew that her Casanova would never enter her life again. He belonged to a different circle, based solely on materialism and money. While she knew that money was important to live on, she didn't think that you needed to buy stuff just for the sake of having it. Placing the items back in the box, she put it in her closet, got dressed, then went downstairs for breakfast. She hoped that she would see him again, but she didn't think it was very likely.
Frivolosity
Prologue
An hour before Angel had to leave for the airport, he got out of her bed, getting dressed with a sober expression on his face. After 2 whole months of being away from the hustle and bustle of city life, it was time for him to go back. He was going to start his junior year of high school, but he was unwilling to leave. After meeting her, all of his previous escapades suddenly meant nothing. She was the love of his young life, and he knew that he would never see her again. She was too pure, too decent to live that kind of life style. As she had asked so many times before, he left her his letterman jacket, a photo album, and a brand new bottle of his special cologne, knowing that he could get more when back on Rodeo Dr. Placing one last kiss on her tender lips, he climbed out the window, on his way back to the hotel where he and his parents were staying.
An Hour Later
Knowing that he had left already, Buffy woke up to find a box on her night stand. Inside were his jacket, a leather bound photo album, and his cologne. Smelling it, she slipped on his jacket and looked through the album. As the tears fell, she knew that her Casanova would never enter her life again. He belonged to a different circle, based solely on materialism and money. While she knew that money was important to live on, she didn't think that you needed to buy stuff just for the sake of having it. Placing the items back in the box, she put it in her closet, got dressed, then went downstairs for breakfast. She hoped that she would see him again, but she didn't think it was very likely.