A/N: I'm really sorry this took so long to post, I've had it written forever, but I'm really busy with school. Planning senior pranks and all. Also, that pesky homework stuff... The next installment will probably be a little while since I don't have much time to do any fic writing right now. Sorry.

Faith POV

Shopping!

If there's anything I'm more afraid of than whiny, needy, clingy, commitment-happy girlfriends, it's shopping with that little blonde she-devil. I just can't understand why she feels the need to try on everything in the store – even the stuff she thinks is ugly. We've been here for over 3 hours already, and there's still over 30 clothing stores she still hasn't been to.

"Ooo, looky, Faith."

OH. FUCK. ME.

Buffy POV

Shopping!

If there's one thing better than shopping its guilt-trip shopping. Faith feels so bad about last night that she'll buy me almost anything I ask for. I just have to pout and give my best puppy dog eyes.

So far she's gotten me: 3 new tops, 2 new miniskirts, a pair of really tight tan leather pants and some miscellaneous jewelry.

I can tell she's starting to get suspicious though.

"Ooo, looky, Faith."

"C'mon, B, I really don't think you're mad anymore. Plus, I'm starting to get really hungry, we've been here for like 3 hours already." As if on cue, her stomach grumbles loudly.

"Okay, fi— Ooo, the candy store. Please, Fai, just the candy store, then we can go to the food court." I put on my most persuasive pout. She sighs and then nods. Yay me! I jump up giving her a peck on the check and she follows me in reluctantly.

Faith POV

Twenty minutes later, we finally get to the food court. I didn't know it could be that difficult to pick out candy. I order a couple slices of pizza and find Buffy sitting near the fountain with her salad.

"Faith, I wanna go to Frederick's next."

"B, my ass hasn't even hit the seat yet. Will you at least let me eat first, before we start talking about shopping again?"

"Fine," she sulks.

I swear she thinks about shopping almost as much as I think about sex. Almost. Wait, did she say Fredrick's? Lingerie shopping? That, I think I can handle.