WHO: Angel & Buffy Summers WHAT: a reunion of sorts WHERE: Buffy's apartment WHEN: January 9th, daytime RATING: TBA STATUS: in progress...
Angel was rather familiar with the 'shitty apartment' complex that Buffy was residing in. It had been the focus of many demonic happenings, mainly attacks on innocent human tenants, and knew how to get directly into the building through the sewers. Like the Hyperion, there was a sewer entrance in the building's basement, saving Angel the trouble of having to dart around in the daylight under a cloak. It didn't take him long to arrive there, either, being that the sewers were more direct than the streets, as the tunnels didn't have to arrange their paths around buildings and other obstructions.
Once inside, Angel made his way to the floor Buffy's room was on, hesitating for a moment when he approached her door. He wasn't really sure of what he was doing and couldn't help but feel torn inside as he felt the stirring of feelings he had once thought long dead. This was the Buffy he loved, not the distant woman he'd barely recognized in Sunnydale when he'd taken her the amulet or the headstrong individual he'd caught glimpses of in Rome. No, this was his Buffy.
And that was the problem. For Angel had come to the terrifying conclusion that he had feelings for two women. Two women who could barely stand one another. And he could barely stand the thought of hurting either of them. Nothing in the vampire's life was ever easy and it seemed this wasn't going to be an exception.
Taking in an unnecessary breath, Angel raised a hand and knocked lightly on the door.