"Are you going out?" Buffy asked when she saw Faith grab her leather jacket from the couch. When she didn't reply, the blond walked up to er and slightly brushed her hand against the other Slayer's cheek, which made Faith jump. "I' just, you know, patrol." Her words sounded strangled. "Take Kennedy, you could teach her a thing or two." Buffy winked at the end of her sentence. "I can't B, not yet." The older Slayer crossed her arms. "So, you're out then?" Faith shook her head in disbelief and walked out the door.
Buffy knew better than that, she fallowed her to The Bronze. Faith was sitting in the exact same spot where she had found Buffy the night before. She watched her getting comfortable with a guy and his girlfriend. The conversation between them could be heard from a miles distance and Buffy mimicked the girl in disgust.
'Oh I like your jacket, can I try it on?' Faith stared at the girl before starting to take it off.
As Buffy looked closer she could see that the girl looked very much like herself. 'Kinky.' Her glare almost pierced holes into the girl, who by this time had noticed her. "What's the deal? She your girlfriend or something?" Faith gave her the 'not-even' expression.
"It's complicated, but she's not my girlfriend. Wishful thinking." She didn't let it be known on whose behalf.
Buffy and Faith locked eyes. "Let's get out of here, yeah?" The girl grinned. "Yeah? You want to?" With the girl clinging to her waist, Faith made her way over to the bathroom where the guy was waiting. "After you." He said and tilted his head to check out Faith's ass as they entered one of the stalls.
Buffy chuckled. "Douche bag."
Even so, it didn't stop her form fallowing them. The whole situation disgusted her, the moans even more so. She didn't want to witness anything, but to her dismay her eyes chose to not look away.
Buffy ignored all the thoughts running around inside her head as she stepped outside and walked the lonely road home.