Beer Good
Wasn't dark enough? He'd show her.
Came to Sunnydale to prove it.
Alcohol spoilt the plan...
"What do we have here?" he eyed the girl with suspicious interest.
She did the same.
"Boy got beer" she smiled, diving at him.
"Bloody hell" he tumbled to the ground, her on top, stealing the bottle, taking a drink, "You bitch!"
"Pretty eyes, pretty boy" she said thoughtfully, their faces and bodies aligned.
"Pissed off boy" he protested, a blatant lie.
"Boy want play?" she asked, as he reacted to her body pressed against his.
"God, yes!" he admitted.
Animal instinct took over.
Disclaimer - Recognisable characters and dialogue belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and the various writers of Buffy The Vampire Slayer.