Enough's Enough!
Leaning back in the bloody uncomfortable chair, Puff Boy jnr had tied him to; Spike gritted his teeth together as he listened to the little twit prattle on about how biteable he was. As if he or any other self-respecting vampire would lower themselves to sink their fangs into that wanker. Revulsion set in when the fat git bent over, giving Spike a very unpleasant view of his flabby arse. He couldn’t take it any more, headache be damned. Ripping his hands away from the loose bindings, Spike picked up the chair and smashed Xander over the head with it.
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