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Buffy couldn't believe it. This movie was like a really demented version of her relationship. Only she wasn't a whore and Angel wasn't human or a writer and they both didn't live in Paris.
Other than than, this was the story of their love. Buffy tried to keep her focus on the movie.
"Love is a many splendored thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love."
"Please, don't start that again."
*Oh man." Buffy thought. *This was going to be one of the longest nights of her life.
