Dru lets Spike carry her until they reach the club. When she demands to be put down, and he of course complies, she hugs into him again, one arm around his waist and one on his shoulder as they queue to be let in. She giggles into his chest.
"Who shall we choose, my love? A boy or a girl? I want them to be pretty. It's more fun when they're beautiful. Their screams sound like music, like the angels crying. That's what I want. Someone beautiful to destroy." She giggles, high pitched and childish, as if she's suggesting something perfectly innocent.
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Date: 2025-06-23 08:47 pm (UTC)"Who shall we choose, my love? A boy or a girl? I want them to be pretty. It's more fun when they're beautiful. Their screams sound like music, like the angels crying. That's what I want. Someone beautiful to destroy." She giggles, high pitched and childish, as if she's suggesting something perfectly innocent.