Faith had been so twisted and turned around lately she didn't feel like herself anymore. A part of her wondered if that wasn't a good thing. One thing she knew for sure, she needed to feel the fun again. She had picked the Honeymoon Suite to stay in 'cause it was the biggest and fanciest, but those fuckin' ridiculous big white chairs with the red velet pads in a big heart shape was really starting to piss her off. After pushing the chairs over so she didn't have to look at them the dark slayer put in a hard rock cd and began dancing around her room in wild abandon. She was pulling moves that would make a stripper blush when the cd finally stopped.
Her breaths were laboured, but the smile on her face could light her way in the dark. It was when she went to switch cds that she heared the bellow coming from downstairs. Something about that voice made her want to obey. The brunette chuckled to herself and darted out the door. The stairs barely slowed her down as she took them five at a time. She raced across the hobby her boots slidding to a stop just past the watcher and the little witch so that she was on the other side of Sita. As she stood there in her leather mini skirt and black tank catching her breath she heard Casey pretending to complain, which she wasn't about to do to Sita pretend or not. "You can call me whatever you want as long as you're buyin'," she chuckled with a wink.