Summary: What was Xander thinking when he walked off in Entropy? It's short, but to the point.
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How could she? She slept with that thing! That disgusting bleached dead thing! She had sex with THAT! I can't believe her! I didn't do anything to DESEREVE THAT! My ANYA, SLEPT WITH SPIKE! It's disgusting. I don't even want to think about. I don't want to think about her, but I still am. Nothing can stop my feelings. I LOVE HER! I STILL LOVE HER! Yet, it's so painful. Knowing that she slept with evil dead, it just hurts. How could she? I could repeat that question over and over. Nobody deserves what she has done to me. NOBODY! Not only that, but Buffy has slept with him too? What are these people on? Some kind of drugs must have been handed out this week. Buffy and Spike? NO WAY! Buffy was supposed to be the Slayer. The person that's supposed to stake vampires. Not only did she stop me from killing him, but she has also SLEPT WITH HIM? I can't take this. Anya says she was upset and all that other crap. Well, guess what sister? I ain't taking you back. I'm tired of this. We fight. We make up. We fight. Make up. Well, NOT ANYMORE! I'm tired of this. You were my Anya. Mine all mine, until you slept with that! I loved you. And Buffy? She had no excuse. No excuse at all? She slept with Spike, of all people! I would have rathered that she had hired a guy. She's as bad as Anya. When I need her to back me up, I find out that! Disgusting. I'm filled with disgust. How could they?