It was early. Far too early for visitors. At least as far as Faith Lehane was concerned. She ran a hand over her eyes and grimaced at the sunlight pouring in from the window. She hadn't minded the warmth of the rays in her sleep but now it seemed far too bright and cheery. She grunted as the knocking came again. "I'm comin', I'm comin'. Jeez." She got out of bed, pulled on a pair of underwear and the nearest shirt she could lay her hands on then padded to the door and threw it open. Buffy. Of course. "'Sup, B?"
Buffy Summers appraised Faith's rather disheveled appearance, then narrowed her eyes at the over-sized t-shirt. "Oh...ye gods...ew." She shuddered, resisting the urge to gag.
Faith blinked, not nearly awake enough to follow. "What the...?"
"That's Giles' shirt."
Faith looked down, bleary eyed, at the shirt she had donned. "So it is. What's your point?" She asked, still confused. "And are you coming in or are we standing here making weird observations all morning? I need coffee."
Buffy shuddered once more, following Faith inside as the darker girl headed in to make her morning caffeine fix. "Girls only wear a guy's shirt if she's...oh god...ew...having sex with him. Blech!"
Faith paused, blinked once more then gave a brief laugh. "I've seen you wear Xander's shirts and I'm pretty damn sure you an' him have never gotten freaky."
Buffy paused to consider that. "Fair point." She perked up. This seemed to indicate that Faith and Giles were NOT sleeping together.
Faith shook her head. Buffy could be so immature sometimes. Which meant she was going to have some fun. Once the coffee was done, she poured a cup for herself and one for Buffy. "But we are."
"Huh, what?" Buffy asked, taking a sip of her coffee.
"Having sex. Giles and me."
Coffee sprayed all over the counter as Buffy coughed and sputtered for a long moment before scowling darkly at Faith. "I hate you."
Faith grinned like the Cheshire cat, sipping her coffee happily before blowing a kiss at Buffy in return.