[Sunglasses? Check. Cotton candy? Check. Faux-stealth trench coat? Check, absolutely.
Buffy Summers is on a reconnaissance mission around the amusement park. She has her pocketful of tokens, but hasn't used one yet. Those folks who have been there all day have probably seen her pass by a few times, munching on carnival food as she patrols.
Go ahead, ask her what she's wandering around for or why she seems to be so staunchly avoiding the fun. Or better yet? Go ahead and do something ludicrously suspicious in front of her. Her eyes are peeled.]
Buffy Summers is on a reconnaissance mission around the amusement park. She has her pocketful of tokens, but hasn't used one yet. Those folks who have been there all day have probably seen her pass by a few times, munching on carnival food as she patrols.
Go ahead, ask her what she's wandering around for or why she seems to be so staunchly avoiding the fun. Or better yet? Go ahead and do something ludicrously suspicious in front of her. Her eyes are peeled.]
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