Spike couldn't answer for a minute, he didn't trust his voice with the huge lump forming in his throat. "We keep going, I suppose," he finally managed with only a hint of roughness in his tone. He cleared his throat before continuing. "What the fuck else can we do, mmm?"
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Date: 2008-08-03 06:13 pm (UTC)