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[ her light, continued apology tapers off as she turns around and surveys the actual damage she's caused. oh. oh jeez.

buffy clasps her palms over her mouth --- fingers nervously tapping the tip of her nose. wide, green eyes shot wider.

muffled: ] You're...you! You've gone and spilled tea on your you and...and it was hot, wasn't it? Oh God. Here. Let me.

[ she. reaches. for. the. napkin. ]

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