I always accuse my BFF of having the heart of a walnut. Because she is cold and unfeeling. And laughs at me when I say the words "Battlestar Galactica".

It's in a really really really freakin' long B/A fic I haven't posted yet. The one where Angel screws everyone and goes to hell. Again. I really need to finish that. I don't know why Angel and Spike suddenly started arguing about musicals. I mean they're gay but they're not that gay. Are they?